|Jacket: Fashion Bug|
Blue & Gold Sweater: Chico's
Gold Tank: Chico's
Gold Shoes: Corso Como
|Harry was happy to have his picture taken.|
Last Wednesday, I had to make one of the hardest decisions ever. I had to make the phone call to the Veterinarian to make an appointment to euthanize my sweet, sweet FarLeyJoE. I know I have mostly written about Harry, but FarLeyJoE was my 'heart dog.' The one who was the one I shall miss more than any other and I have missed many of them an awful lot. He was always "my" dog. I was his one and only. Even when others were around, he had eyes and love for only me. If you have never had a heart dog or pet, I doubt you will understand the depth of my grief over losing him. Some may think "he was only a dog", but he was more than just a dog to me. I made sure that the last thing he saw was me and the last words he heard were me saying "I love you."
This quote from Dean Koontz's book "The Darkest Evening of the Year", is the best one I have ever read about sharing one's life with a dog.
“Dogs, lives are short, too short, but you know that going in. You know the pain is coming, you're going to lose a dog, and there's going to be great anguish, so you live fully in the moment with her, never fail to share her joy or delight in her innocence, because you can't support the illusion that a dog can be your lifelong companion. There's such beauty in the hard honesty of that, in accepting and giving love while always aware that it comes with an unbearable price. Maybe loving dogs is a way we do penance for all the other illusions we allow ourselves and the mistakes we make because of those illusions.”
Most of the photos we have of my boy were actual film photos. I had to scan these, so they are not very clear.
|What a beautiful, expressive face|
|When he was younger, he liked to sleep in my chair.|
He came to us as a rescue, found in a local park by a Veterinarian who was running through the park. He was a big goofball. These last few years he has been in declining health and mostly slept and kept an eye on me. He would bark when I left the room, wanting me to return. It is so hard to be here in the den without him. I have and always will miss him, goodbye my sweet boy.
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