Nothing is so sad as when a man buries his dog. It signifies that the man respects or loves the animal enough to see it through to the end.
Nothing is so sad as when a man buries his dog. It signifies that the man respects or loves the animal enough to see it through to the end.
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MH, I have thought of you all day and that's why I'm here after such a long time.
This post, "The End." is deep and it feels true. We all love and lose, and that's a hard part of life. If we care, we see the beloved through to the end. I think there's at least a little satisfaction in having done that. I hope you feel it, if not now, before long.
I feel it, but I feel torn. If my wife or anyone else talks about the dog I'm ok with it, but you start talking about the dog and one of my kids... I suddenly turn into a blubbering fool. Anyway, we handle things as best we can. I got a Alexander Hamilton "prize" in a Cracker Jack box the other day and it made me think of you...
Sorry, MH.
We buried Sasha, our Afghan, two months ago. I'm with ya.
:>) MH, Alexander Hamilton is indeed my Founding Fathers hero. You're sweet to remember. Was the prize the kind you can spend? The likeness on the $10 is very nice.
My daughter the cat rescuer said to pass along her condolences. She has always loved your MH avatar.
PB no, it really was a Cracker Jack toy, you started out with a boy, and he becomes the adult Hamilton. I still have it at work. It was like a puzzle, you were supposed to guess who it was.
WC I feel differently about people who have dogs now, or at least a little more understanding. I will not get a replacement, too much trouble, too much money, just too much.
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