The sun rose and another day began, life goes on.
It’s amazing, isn’t it? When you feel so much grief, and so much sadness and you wonder how you will go on with out your best friend, another day dawns and time passes.
I lay in bed last night and didn’t sleep too much. I was thinking of the tremendous fight Shubi fought with her illnesses. She never gave up. In her short life, there were so many little miracles, and I thought, I hoped, she would find just one more.
The bed felt big and empty. Greta got in and immediately she began searching for Shubi. She sniffed and sniffed and sniffed all the places Shubi usually slept. She pawed at them, before coming back over to me and settling in between my knees.
It’s somehow shocking how big a hole such a small dog can leave.
FOUR FEET
I have done mostly what men do,
And pushed it out of my mind;
But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
Four-Feet trotting behind.
Day after day, the whole day through–
Wherever my road inclined–
Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’
And trotted along behind.
Now I must go by some other round–
Which I shall never find–
Some where that does not carry the sound
Of Four-Feet trotting behind.
— Rudyard Kipling —
Isn’t it amazing how the other animals experience the loss, too? When we lost Sheba, our golden would go out and crouch down in her play mode looking at the door waiting for Sheba to come in. She did this for the longest time.
I love the poem!
When Dusty died I found ways to express my grief as you are by sharing your loss in your blog. I know it helped me when others were there to offer comfort.
Give yourself time to grieve and let us all help you. We are grieving too for a very special little doggie. I love you!
Without words I wonder if Greta somehow “knows”? It is truly amazing how animals so become a very part of our being and what a tremendous hole they can leave when they are gone. HUGS MB, my thoughts are with you.
I love that picture of Shubi 🙂
I’m so sorry… I know how you must be feeling. I still to this day grieve over Felisha. She was my best friend. Many hugs to you
My heart is aching for you, Maribeth. I wish we could all take a little bit of the pain away.