I am so glad I decided to sit down and blog, There has been so much happening this week and last that I really did not feel like doing anything. I was suppose to be having a pot luck right now with people I love from my church but my heart was not in it. You see a week ago I lost my dog to an accident. He was run over and died. I told myself all week that it was only a dog. Not a child. But he was like my son. He was my baby boy, a part of my family for five years. The kids grew up and moved out and Red was all I had to take care of.
I am so glad he did not die alone, that he knew he was loved and we cared for him even till the end. We planted flowers at his grave and they still are fresh like the day we put them there. It was like even the ground knew how we felt. I have tried to shake this off but it hangs on like a dead of a loved one always does. I remember the puppy that was born on this ranch the day we moved in. His mother was so pregnant we brought her on the sofa in the u-hall truck. When we were done eating our first meal in this house I told the kids to go feed the dog. They ran back in and said she was having her puppy's
I am tired of feeling this way. Life goes on. And we must go on but how do we rid ourselves of the sadness?. Well tomorrow is church and I will ask him to take this from me. And have a cup of coffee. Stan wants to buy us a dog but you can never replace someone you love with another. Not for a while , a long while any way.
Well I said it and I am going to write a story about my Red and the neighbors dog Buster Brown
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