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Karadeniz

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1. Gut wrenching. I wrote a poem after the death of my Maltese. He'd moved with us to Europe and

Thu Jan 21, 2021, 11:39 PM

Jan 2021

Went all over with us. After moving to England, he traveled all over with us again. Then we all moved to Hawaii, then to Austin where his spleen ruptured and he was gone. I cried for a month. I only stopped when I finished a photo album of him in all the places we'd taken him. Then I could see all the love he'd had for 16 years and that he'd had a full, happy life. Then I felt better. The life he'd had made me happier than my loss.

In the poem, I described all the doors he'd waited at for me, knowing I'd come through whatever door for him. Then one day, he went through a door. But...he didn't wait for me.

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About a dog... [View all] Star-Thrower Jan 2021 OP

Gut wrenching. I wrote a poem after the death of my Maltese. He'd moved with us to Europe and Karadeniz Jan 2021 #1

Dogs seem to have Star-Thrower Jan 2021 #7

If I had a choice, I'd want warning, time to prepare (impossible), time to say goodbye. Karadeniz Jan 2021 #9

too sad CommonHumanity Jan 2021 #2

Well, think of it this way, Star-Thrower Jan 2021 #8

I do havea plan. Thanks for mentioning _NT CommonHumanity Feb 2021 #12

Ah..... boy Bayard Jan 2021 #3

Especially if the dogs were angels. Duppers Jan 2021 #4

Wow lillypaddle Jan 2021 #5

I don't tear up often. Harker Jan 2021 #6

When tasha was declining Star-Thrower Jan 2021 #10

... In_The_Wind Jan 2021 #11