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Our Dog Cricket
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One more photo of our great dog Cricket that went to dog heaven on February 1st 2008. I miss her so much..
How do they creep in and steal your heart, those four-legged critters we call cats and dogs? How do they wheedle into the inside of your life when you had thought your life was more important than a wet nose, an eager greeting, a hand being licked, or the cool condescension of a cat that pretends indifference but you know adores you? How is it that when they die, so much they take away of you; far more than you ever could have known. Turns out, you had built your life around them and now its hollow - just a space of sadness where a happiness used to be. That emptiness is so much larger than this little life that's gone, but does anyone else understand how broken you've become. It was, wasn't it, just a dog or just a cat - and how can such a thing be mourned by a grown-up person? It did creep in; it took your heart. And when it died, the loss you felt was stunningly intensive.
These lines are shamelessly stolen from the great pages of Craig-y-Don. Thank-you..
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