April 8, 2015

My Dog Star

Remember this? A relief of Clutchie's paws in the snow the day before he died.
Remember how it turned into this?
On Sunday, I buried Clutchie's ashes under the bush where he used to rest with his pink ball after fetching it just one too many times in the summer sun. I put the ashes on top of his Therapy Dog ID card and then covered them with his ball, so that just the handle with his collar tied on sticks out of the dirt.  I did it tearfully.

And then yesterday, his cloth became this.
And I am smiling inside.

11 comments:

  1. A fine and fitting tribute for Clutch. I hope you have this Dog Star cloth in a prominent place so you can go to it now and then and simply place your hand on it...

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  2. it's FINE. just very very FINE.
    Old Dog Chinche is becoming more and more frail. I said to her today...I am your Hospice
    and she stood, staring into my face. Just stood. Staring. Too long, really.
    Dogs.
    Dogs are the Best. Dogs Rule. Dogs. Dogs. Dogs.

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    1. Many times I think I should have had four of them instead of kids.

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  3. Two years on April 5th and I still can't bear the thought of parting with Tess's ashes

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    1. I didn't part with Clutch. I planted him.

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  4. whilst reading this and being very moved I am also feeling the impact of Django's fart! as the unpleasant smell swirls up my nostrils, as he lies here at my feet making sure I know he's here.......I hope you feel I mention this only because we both love dogs, everything about them and then some!

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    1. Yeah, my husband tries to blame it on the dog, too.

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