Ironic.

[ysobelle]

Last week, as I was chirping about being happy, I'd forgotten the significance of the date: October 17th, 2002 I lost my beloved Kayli. I held her in my arms as the vet injected her, and she died. That's the yardstick against which I measure every other loss in my life: nothing else has ever been that painful, that terrifying.

Later that week, I received word that Willow, Karin & Linford's faithful weimaraner, had passed. I guess I observed the occasion despite myself: I clutched Kayli's photo and sobbed uncontrollably. I miss my darling still. She was such a sweet friend. Many things that Clue is not: quiet, laid-back, reserved. But she was also, like Clue, deeply loving, and a warm nose in cold times. And vice versa. She was all but deaf near the end, and I could sneak up on her as she curled up on my pillow when I came home in the evening. She wouldn't know I was there until I walked into the room, and then, o, joy! It was Christmas every day. There is no greeting in the world like a dog happy to see you. To her, I could do no wrong, and I assure you, despite the trash angels and the destroyed clothing of her youth, the feeling was mutual. I'll always miss her.





Good Dog.

Comments

[kaige-of-ct.livejournal.com]

Oh my gosh. It's a year now since King died. I had forgotten.

I miss my dog too.

[smileitsme.livejournal.com]

I've put several to rest and miss them all, but none quite as much as our beloved Apple. It's been over 5 years and we still cry.

(((((hugs)))))

And yes, there is nothing like having a happy dog greet you. Pure love.

[ocdperson.livejournal.com]

I am comfortable believing that Kayli's spirit is still with you today.

And I can relate in a small fashion to a dog greeting. I grew to count on it after a while, and I miss it very much.

My cats greet me every day now...just like they used to. I'm glad they're happy in their new home. I've been looking after the dogs this week since K is out of town, and each time I leave depressed. Combo of the house and the dogs.

But anyway....I have tasted only a drop of the elixir that you have had goblets of. Enough to know the taste is heavenly.

Here's to Kayli, and here's to Clue.

[ladylinder.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[brihanon.livejournal.com]

for me and dogs it was Sol, he was my best friend when we moved and i was an ostrisized legs and elbows akward 14 year old. we took long hikes and when I went to college I would be greeted on our porch by the best happy dance ever danced by a dog. He died in 1983 and I still tear up thinking about him.

for cats it was my sweet Magic. She was black and I saved her from certian death in the road one feb. She was my heart for years and helped me through my divorce, she helped me pick my next husband too.I had her put to rest two days before my mom died of cancer. There's some tears for you.

my point is, you were and are blessed, I understand. (((hug)))

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