It Rained on Twinkle’s Last Morning
After days of heatwave the morning Twinkle died it was raining. The irony wasn’t wasted on me. When she arrived in our life in February 2013 she had a phobic response to rain. Her...
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I Can Write What I Can’t Say
Even when my heart is dark and heavy, weighed down by grief at Twinkle’s death I smile at the joy radiating from the brother she’s left behind.
Honouring Rufus and Fabio
Last weekend saw the UK’s picturesque Peak District host the 8th Annual Schnauzer Walk. It’s always a great event, kept simple and focussed. A fun gathering of schnauzers, their friends and families with a...
“As music is present yet you can’t touch it”
“As music is present yet you can’t touch it” – this line from Pulitzer prize winning poet Mary Oliver’s poem The First Time Percy Came Back which remembers her beloved dog Percy jumped from...