Having 5 dogs in house at this time - a time when I feel like becoming a recluse) has been straining. They don't understand the sorrow. They still want to play, their needs must be met in every way. Yet, one dog, seems to understand. Zoe. She cuddles and kisses, she doesn't bark and beg to play. She jumps on the bed and scratches at the covers inviting me in to lay for a while. As if to say "Rest you head momma Life can continue in a bit. For now we can sit and just be" Then she will curl up right next to me take a deep breath and close her eyes.
In a short while, she will life her head and look at me, lick my face and tell me in her own way its time to move on. Her tail will staart wagging and I know she is right. She is healing my heart a little bit at a time. Her spirit is so big for such a little dog. She carries me through those sad days -(Its strange what triggers the tears. Why they play Christmas music in early Novemebr is beyond me)
During those times when life has you down, its good to be thankful for those little hearts beating next to yours. Their shoulders are stronger than one might think.