|Barked: Sat Jul 30, '11 12:52am PST |
|Samuel: I think I'd agree. The first year always is the hardest. It's so hard getting through the "first" of everything. I had my first thunderstorm without her hiding under my chair, my first Easter without giving her an egg, my first trip to the vet without her... I dread our first Christmas without her. She always loved Christmas. Sniffing the presents and getting her new toys. And then... the first anniversary. It's only six months away. And six months sounds like a long time, but it goes by fast. Too fast.
Love really does never die. She's still with me in spirit and she has been since the day she passed away. I think she'll always be. My family had dogs before her, but she was the first one that was all mine, y'know. The dog that taught me about responsibility, about friendship, about owning and being owned by a dog. Sandy taught me a lot, yeah, but I think... Cinnamon will always be remembered as my first dog. She truly was one of my "heart" dogs. Thanks for the kind words.
Brownie: Those words were truly beautiful. Thank you. I try to allow myself to cry from time to time. It hurts but it reminds me that she was here. Just six months ago, she was here. She was real and in my heart, still is. The tears just remind me how much I loved her and what a good dog she was.
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