Could nine, cemetery.
Cremation for my furry friend.
Tears flowing for several hours.
Got into it.
Went out at noon to be alone.
My best time when I am hurting, is the time I spend by myself.
As the hours ticked by, I knew that I needed some time to toast to my little buddie.
Birthday party for Chris!
At the neighborhood bar.
Hey, Chris and Half Pint!
To a great life for both of you!
Your reflections on the pets you have nurtured and lost were an inspiration to me.
Just wonderful memories of how rich our lives are, when we have our furry children with us.
And when they are gone?
They never really leave us.
Each and everyone of them still lives in us.
Just ask us.
Our stories are ageless, fabulous and priceless.
Enjoy those who love you and those you love.
Life is precious.
Embrace the seasons, the emotions, the highs and lows,
The good times, the bad times,
And when you are feeling down, remember that you are here, alive, on this magical, mysterious planet,
to give thanks for enjoying the miracle of life.