There’s a certain part of your heart that each dog owns. I’m not sure that you realize that until that dog is no longer there; then you are aware of the emptiness in that section of your heart.
Today while walking the dogs I was very keenly aware of that spot that Laser used to have. Walking in the field & feeling that emptiness, I could see him. I could almost picture him right there in that field, in my mind’s eye, but not really; he was almost, really there. And in that moment I suddenly felt ‘his’ part of my heart full of him again. I stayed in that little section of field waiting, enjoying the ‘fullness’ & the feeling passed.
I stayed there, waiting for it to return, but it didn’t. I felt it & I felt him. I don’t know if I’m crazy & if it’s really him or if this is part of the grieving process I’m going through, but I have to believe that in some way, Laser was walking w/us today.
