As I sit and write this I am still trying to wrap my mind around the sudden loss of my lovely senior girl Milly yesterday. I know that there is nothing that I can say that would ever lessen your pain, sense of loss or grief. Our pain is fresh, an open wound that still bleeds. The one thing that gives me solace is that in the ten months that she was with us she was loved. So very loved. And in return she gave us her love. Her soul. Her cuddles. Her sweetness. She gave of herself with no expectations in return. We have all on this board been blessed by the presence of our hounds in our lives. They have given themselves to us unconditionally in ongoing and generous abundance. That is more than any one person in this lifetime could ever hope to have. Through these hounds I have come to understand that the love, joy, laughter and companionship is worth so much more than the pain, loss and grief that we suffer at having to let them go.
I hope that your heart will heal in time. When that time comes, remember the love. Remember the hounds that give it.
Leslie
Mom to Gustopher P Jones (Pimpmaster G) and Isabella and
Bridgebabies Bo, Jim, Ryce and Miss Milly