I am a dog person, was since I was a child and will be until I take my last breath. On July 6th I lost my best boy Billy the Kid, and I have been devastated ever since. He was very special and died too soon. I knew he was ill, he had kidney disease and at the end, other things too. Because he was a rescue I don't know exactly how old he was, but the best guess is twelve or thirteen. I had him for ten and a half years and they were big years for me.
I have three others dogs and they know he is gone. I was away traveling and when I got back, as if he were waiting for me, we were only together two days before he died. When we went to the Vet that Saturday I didn't know I would be saying goodbye. I brought him home so the others could see him and know. I buried him in my yard and have since planted a garden around him.
My others understood and now I understand that they need special attention too. I recently took these pictures of Margie, Finn and Chico. These are the first shots I have taken since Billy died. It was hard but important to remember to cherish the ones I have with me still. I still cry and grieve for Billy but I can't help him anymore and the others are always looking for my love and attention. Here are my three now.
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