Sunday, June 30, 2024

Goodnight, for Now, My Dearest TumTum

It came as a surprise to us see the passing of our youngest canine, TumTum (actually, my sister's dogs but I consider them my co-adoptees). Although I must say, I had inklings for days leading to his transition as I kept experiencing phanom paws begging me for attention while seated and working on my worktable.

TumTum was 6. His birthday approximated the passing of our Mom, which makes it doubly sad for my sis and myself. While he may be temperamental and moody at times, he was a sweet dog who loves nothing better than a belly rub, hence his name.

I've said it many times before but as a foster and animal carrier, each loss is heartbreaking like each and every one. You do not become calloused to the great sadness that sweeps you and take your breath away. At times, I think being forgetful during the later stages of life may be a blessing -- each loss leaves a hole in your heart that you can't fill, and as the years pass, your heart simply fills up with holes.

We take consolation in being given the privilege to love and care for you. I personally look forward to the day when I pass and be greeted by you and the dozens of strays and fosters I have loved and cared for all these years. Thank you and I love you with all my heart.


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