Today we gave the last of Winston’s dog food and dog biscuits to our housekeeper for her family’s dogs. We finished washing the pillowcases for his doggie bed and put them away in a closet. I had to fight back tears when we put away his pillows.
But it will be a happy day when we get them out again for a new dog.
Feeling sad after putting away Winston’s things, I lay down to take a nap. Then my kitty curled up under my arm to comfort me for more than an hour -- something she has only done once before, the night Winston died.
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Arent animals uncanny...your puss would know you are sad...they are so perseptive...she would miss Winston also I feel...
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