Patti and Susie-Belle
“Hi Janetta, would it be possible for us to have a chat on the phone please?” When I read Sandy’s message I lowered my eyes and knew. Sandy has never asked this before. Since...
“Hi Janetta, would it be possible for us to have a chat on the phone please?” When I read Sandy’s message I lowered my eyes and knew. Sandy has never asked this before. Since...
Early yesterday my friend messaged with the news of her dog Alfie’s death in the early hours of the morning.
I credit Renae’s well adjusted approach to life to the early, happy years spent with canine friends like Rupert and Watson.
I swing between wishing to leave social media entirely and enjoying it’s better nature and the positives that it offers. This morning I’m reminded of one. Facebook Memories and the random photos it throws...
I first came to know about Megan in the summer of 2021. She was around 8 or 9 years old and had lived a life of neglect. When taken in by Friends of Rescue,...
When I let my mind return to the final moments with Susie-Belle, I am as disturbed by it now, seven years on, as I was then. It feels like seven seconds ago.
Exactly three years on from Angel joining our home and eleven months since Renae dying and my sense of time is weird.
All the reading I do in the world won’t make pet loss any easier. But I’ll keep doing it for now as I find comfort in words and knowledge.
Here I am, writing my way out of a grey place I’ve been caught in since December. Since Renae’s short illness and sudden, terminal departure from my life. It’s two months now that I...
Albert Claude is way off in the distance, a dark grey blur against the frosted brightness of the winter field. I’m useless at judging distance but at a guess, he’s probably a hundred or...