They say there is a special place for the rescuers..
and special lessons that the rescued teach us
give yourself time to mourn, in your own way, in your own time. And get mad as hell, b/c sometimes it just doesn't make sense. I know it's hard to believe but it will get better in time - I'm not sure how, but it does.
Last July, I thought that I would never be the same after losing my companion of fourteen years -the famous Nori, the wrong dog, heart of my heart, truly my best friend;
Now it's like she's with me, only subtler, you know?
Love and light to you as you travel this hard road. I'm going to look at Scrappy now