I am so sorry to hear that you, too, have lost a furry kid. Mine was five years ago, and still stings when I think of it, but, if it's any comfort, when I think of my Yogi dog himself, it's only love and wonder that I feel!

We had gotten a pup when our Yogi was diagnosed with cancer, and they had 17 great months together. 'Cuda was such a difficult pup - a real handful! But when Yogi passed over to the Rainbow Bridge, 'Cuda became so depressed we were worried for him.

We thought we'd wait a few months before getting another dog buddy for 'Cuda. We knew we'd never have another lonely only, but thought we needed more time....'Cuda didn't let us. It was 10 days after Yogi's passing that we drove 3 hours to pick up Diva. I wouldn't have it any other way.

'Cuda's personality changed a lot - he's very sensitive and serious and rather a momma's boy, but he's quite assertive about all of that. <smile> I think it's rather sweet.

Keep that love going, wabisabi, your furry friend appreciates, and the one who waits for you at the Rainbow Bridge does too. I've gained much peace and joy and wonder because of the whole experience (it led me to photography), so, as hard as it was, I wouldn't change a thing.

Oh, yes, the other thing that came from that experience of losing Yogi, is that our dogs are now blood donors. 'Cuda has actually saved the life of 2 other dogs. I'm very proud of him!

Big hugs to you, lots of healing light and loving energy. Ride when you need to ride, but cuddle with your dog whenever you can!!!

Namaste,
~T~