Dark clouds have unleashed their fury with loud booms across the sky and the flowers are yielding to heavy drops of rain. I wonder if Beau is looking down from the Rainbow Bridge in amusement; no longer needing to run to the closet in fear.
miss him in quiet moments every day. No dog to walk this morning, I
can take my time getting dressed, I think still half asleep. No need to
open the door cautiously when I come home, Beau won't be there, sleeping
right beside the door; waiting. No need to fill the water and food
dish; no one here to eat it. No worry if I change direction in the
doorway; "will I trip the dog attached to my knee?" No need to lower the
foot of the recliner slowly; so as not to bump the dog under the
"porch." No need to save the last bite of my sandwich, or melt a tiny
piece of my chocolate for him to lick from my fingers. No dog to warm
my backside or silky coat to stroke until I sleep.
My husband can kiss me goodnight without being growled at and doesn't have to hide his pillow first thing in the morning; keeping dog fur from attaching. He has no dog to keep him company when I'm traveling or to hush when someone passes by. No toothy grin to laugh at. No chair thief to order "OFF!" No velvet ears to scratch.
Our son opens
the door slowly when he comes in, still half expecting to be greeted
with excited barking and jumping. He holds the dirty green tennis ball
without a growled objection. No playmate to make up for barking
customers at the end of his day.
Still, despite the sadness, I am
grateful. This beautiful ball of white fluff was in our lives for almost
9 years. Nine years of memories, warm snuggles, smiles and outright
laughter. Sure he de-stuffed a lot of pillows waiting for us to come
home. Hated water enough to bite you if you got him wet. But, he
brought much love into our hearts and wisdom into lives. Nothing can take that away.
I see a flicker of white... it's him; everywhere I look. If you would like to see more pictures of Beau go to my Pinterest Board dedicated to Beau.