We are approaching the anniversary of the passing of Tiny Dog, and as we get closer, Facebook Flashbacks presents me with the many photos of her last days. So sweet. So small. My Tiny Dog.
I have loved all of my fine canine companions. They were each unique, and Special. Perhaps because I knew that Tiny Dog would be my last dog for a while, though, her loss feels proportionately larger. Or perhaps it is because it echoes the prior losses of all the other dogs. They are all together now, wherever they are. Nowhere, and Everywhere.
Even though it won't happen, I like to think about ethereal Couch Time with them all. Complete with fuzzy blankets. They would all like that, and so would I.
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