There is already a gaping hole in our home. I am completely heartbroken. Bella was such a wonderful dog. She was very sweet and gentle, and she was our girl. Right now, Jeff and I are having a hard time imagining life without her. It's hard to believe she's really gone, and she won't be sleeping in her corner when I come down the stairs tomorrow morning. It's hard to think of going for walks in the park without her. I don't think I can.
Many people have told us that Bella was lucky to have us. She was an elderly dog, and she was given up and handed over to a Greyhound rescue. Everyone thought what we did was nice, or charitable somehow. But I have a hard time thinking of our relationship with Bella that way. She added so much to our lives, I don't consider it charity that we took her into our home. She was a blessing to us. She was a member of our family.
This past summer we took her up to Sebago Lake with us. Almost every single day, she slept out on the beach, sunning herself for hours. She would sometimes wade through the water, her tail wagging. Sometimes she would run around in the shallows. She was so happy just being outside, on vacation with her people, napping in the soft, warm sand. And I'd like to think that the rest she is in now is like that nice warm beach. I hope she is at peace.
We love you so much, Bella. And I wish with all my heart we didn't have to say goodbye.
Very beautifully written, such a difficult thing.
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