...the length of time since I whispered in her ear "Thank you for being my puppy. Have a safe journey.".
Reflection. I reflect back on the life of a furry little girl who was taken too soon. Her name was Lola. She was the calm in my sea of storm. She remains my proudest moment. She had bone cancer. She fought. She died. The tears are still here. The hole left behind remains. I still reflect back and wonder if I did the right thing. Fight harder? Do differently? Do nothing and save her the endless vet visits? Through it all, regardless of pain, she loved me and I her.
She was brave. I love her. I miss her. I grieve still.
I'm obsessed with my dog too. I teared up reading the two posts you linked to. I am sorry for your loss...she was a beautiful pup.
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