If you read this blog much...you know that I am a teensy bit eccentric...I guess is the word I am looking for here. In July of 2007 my dog died. I always think I am over it. Then something happens, and I cry again. Bey found a video of my dog. I still miss him.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran
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Our boxer died in July of 2007, too. Even though we have two other dogs that I love to pieces, I still miss her and sometimes catch myself looking around the corner at the back door where she used to wait patiently for me in the mornings to get my coffee and go outside with her. I'd open the door and the other dogs would run outside but she'd stand there waiting for her morning hug before she'd run out the door.
Doesn't that just break your heart?
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