Son-in-law was cycling in a race yesterday in the Welsh hills so I took Holly up to be reunited with her people. Daughter did say we could keep her a bit longer if that would help but it would only have put off the inevitable dog-less day.
The house is very empty today and the kitchen seems enormous without a dog bed or bowls - or latterly, lots of bits of rug - to say nothing of a great smelly, slobbery, hairy monster.
We had a card from the vet. Inside it reads:
Grieve not,
nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you ...
I loved you so -
'twas Heaven here with you.
Isla Paschal Richardson
8 comments:
As long as you have memories Harvey will always be with you.
what a lovely vet you have! And very true words. Thinking of you xx
Got a big choked up with the poem, but it does speak truth. Your dear Harvey just happens to be a great loving dog, instead of an invisible rabbit (as in the play/James Stewart film)! It was heaven for him and for you. I know you treasure those years.
He was named after the rabbit, mary!
Yes, Clare, the vet and staff were very good, and the words are so true.
Oh, Liz, I know that "empty house " feeling - it is so painful. What a lovely verse that is that the vet sent you. I hope it helps.
That is very nice. Must be a good vet.
Oh, dear friend...my heart breaks with you and for you. I can't imagine there isn't some special place where our treasured pets go when they die. I'm sure your beloved Harvey is there romping thru the grass and snapping at butterflies! I wish I was there to give you this in person, but this will have to do for now.....
((((((((((HUG))))))))))
What a lovely poem, I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes.
It is so hard to come home to that empty, dogless house...I know.
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