Til We Meet Again

This post has been lying heavy on my heart. I didn’t know if I could, or should, share the loss of Pup, beloved German Shepard and constant companion.  The void these past weeks has been so great and the grief so deep that even walking the property has been impossible. It is only now that I can walk alone without seeing the tip of his tail bounding over the brush as he chased rabbits, sitting without his presence quietly watching the sunset missing his beautiful brown eyes that seemed to see into the core of my being.

He was 12 years old when the decision had to be made that no pet owner ever wants to make.  For some time I had been thinking about taking his portrait with my new camera, but never actually got around to doing it. The thought came and went many times, but I didn’t feel the urgency. And just like that, there was no more time, it was too late. A quietly raging cancer took him before there was time to catch a breath. I cannot believe that I didn’t listen to my internal urgings and take his portrait. I know that little constant thoughts floating across my mind need to be paid attention to, but I forgot my intention and disregarded them.  I wish I could say it won’t happen again, but ……

I have loved many dogs and cats over the years, but there was a special heart connection with Pup, almost a physical feeling in my heart center. So I know it isn’t goodbye, but it is only ‘til we meet again’.