Join Date: Jul 2012
Location: Southern Ontario
I know, I know...Yesterday I was reversing into my driveway past my living room windows and I got the sensation that Gator was about to start his welcome home bark. As I turned off my van, I gave my head a shake and thought wow...where did that come from.
It's been just over 14 months.
I still open my apt. door cautiously, like he is going to run out (he never did, but there was always a risk if a cat went by at that moment), or as though he is right behind and don't want to hit him.
...and I still cry on occasion.
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion. - Unknown