A Poignant Share

My good friend, Lindsay, recently shared this New York Times article with me.  Lindsay and I have had frequent discussions regarding the inevitable, impending (not yet, thankfully!) deaths of our dogs.  We are morbidly saddened that our puppies, whom we have raised like babies, will not grow nearly as old as we will.  For me, I always imagine Jeff and I sitting side by side in a nursing home with good old Milt sprawled out between us.  I know, however, unless he is a modern-day miracle, that this is merely an imaginative fancy, and his life is much more futile than that.

It is difficult to come to terms with this though because Milton is the one who tirelessly cheers me up with his licks, cajoles me into endless hours of play, and is uncontrollably happy to see me no matter how little or long I have been away.  He's my main dood.  Why wouldn't he be around forever?

If you want to read a good piece of writing, check out the article:  On the Road to Bliss by Tatjana Soli.  If you too have a four-legged baby at home, you may tear up a bit, but remember at the end of it all, It is better to have loved than to have never loved at all.

Milt and my mom, circa summer 2012

This picture is an oldie but goodie.  I am currently at home in New York visiting my mom for a few days, so I thought it was a sweet memory.  My how my boy has grown...!