And then yesterday, his cloth became this.
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.
And then yesterday, his cloth became this.
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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...
ReplyDeleteSuch a good idea!
Deleteit's FINE. just very very FINE.
ReplyDeleteOld 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.
Many times I think I should have had four of them instead of kids.
DeleteTwo years on April 5th and I still can't bear the thought of parting with Tess's ashes
ReplyDeleteI didn't part with Clutch. I planted him.
Deletewhilst 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!
ReplyDeleteYeah, my husband tries to blame it on the dog, too.
Deletea fine honouring
ReplyDeleteFor the finest of friends.
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