Friday, 24 February 2012
We love you Hannah
A week ago, we gave her rest, so she would suffer pain no more.
We said goodbye, a kiss, a hug.
And then we parted.
Remember, Hannah. There are no goodbyes.
Letter from a Dog
You must know that there is always a goodbye hovering in the shadow of a dog.
We are never here for long, or for long enough. We were never meant to share all your life, only to mark its passages.
We come and we go.
We come when we are needed.
We leave when it is time.
Death is necessary.
It defines life.
I will see you again.
From Going Home: Finding Peace When Pets Die, Jon Katz.