Should Have Been Five

Dog Dad is taking control of today’s post.

Today would have been Deacon’s fifth barkday, a happy day. Instead I am missing my “silly boy.” I can not say  often enough, how much Essex and I appreciate things that people and cyber-paw pals have said and done. We received over 80 blog visitors sympathizing with us and ten cards. Dog Dad talked on the phone with Gomer’s Mom from cyber paw space, with Lil from Holmhaven, family, friends and dog park pals. All of have immensely helped ease our sadness.

Ashes, some fur, his collar and tags

Thanks for the cards

However, not enough time has passed for this wound to heal.  There is still sorrow from passage of my Great Collie Ambassador. Since Deacon crossed, there have been about a dozen bridge crossings by paw-pals we met during life’s journey or in cyber-paw space.  I was asked, why get another dog if it pains me to loose a one. I utter the refrain of dog lovers through the ages: “The only thing worse than losing a dog is to not have one in my life.” I feel Will Rogers was right when he said “If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went..”

Forgive me, but at this moment I miss my Deacon, even though Essex is comforting me and I am looking forward to the arrival of Sherman.   It doesn't seem right that all I have is some fur, a collar and his ashes.  I wish you were here Deacon, wish you were here.

Dog Dad

Forgot to add these two pawtographs to this post.  My sisters and brother got the stone and memorial picture frame for me. 

Picture Frame with Rainbow Bridge Poem

Memorial Stone for my Silly Boy