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| Ol' Buddy on the Porch by Robert Miller |
When Jilda opened the mail that day and we realized what it was, tears filled both our eyes. Bob is an incredible artist.
Fast forward to yesterday:
I got a postcard from the Vet telling me that it was time for Buddy's annual vaccination.
When they put him down back in May, they apparently didn't make a note on his chart. I had to call them to let them know he was gone.
Then last night, I dreamed about him. I thought I felt him wiggling at my feet as I slept. When I came to my senses, I sat up straight in the bed and looked at the pillows around my feet.
I sure miss that little critter.
When you lose a pet, it's not LIKE a member of your family dying--it IS a member of your family!!
ReplyDeleteI know the exact feeling. I still miss my little Misty and it has been three years this month-xo Diana
ReplyDeleteI have tears in my eyes now. Beautiful memory.
ReplyDeleteA sweet post about your beloved Buddy....
ReplyDeleteAwe... I bet the vet felt awful... I have had those sorts of dreams.... :-/
ReplyDeleteIt takes a long time for it to get easier. I'm still waiting.
ReplyDeleteLosing a pet is as sad as losing a dear friend. I still grieve the loss of my yellow lab and it has been 3 years. The drawing is wonderful - what a special gift.
ReplyDeleteI know. They become so much a part of you. You never forget how they looked at you with those trusting eyes. They always make you feel better.You never get such a good friend as you do in a dog..
ReplyDeleteTo this day every time I see a (sob) tortoiseshell kitty it runs straight at me and flops over for a belly rub. My little Larry evidently is living forever. Just not in my house.
ReplyDeleteLove the sketch!! So sad when a pet dies, but such happy memories they leave us with.
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