There’s nothing stronger than the bond between a person and their dog.
That’s what I believe anyway.
It’s stronger than any knot you can tie and tougher than rawhide. If you’re lucky enough, you’ll find your perfect match when they’re a puppy but it’s really no matter. You’ll grow roots that run deep and bind strong over a lifetime.
The trouble is the years roll by fast for a dog who’s just so busy living.
That’s why there isn’t a moment to waste. We might see it coming and do what we can to get ready but it hurts the heart just the same. When sunset comes it’s a heartbreak deeper than any ocean and you’ll grieve like the hole will never fill again.
Then something marvelous happens.
The circle turns and the seasons change. It’s not a healing; more like your heart grows bigger than before and there’s new rooms to share.
That’s how it was for me after losing Moxie.
That’s why I’m so grateful for every moment with Whimsy.
