“It’s just a dog…” I remember my Mother saying those words when she heard that my Aunt Cathie had lost her dog, Tammy. Aunt Cathie never had children and little Tammy, a Yorkshire Terrier, was her baby. They were bonded. I could see that.. everyone could. But my Mother just didn’t get it. She didn’t understand why Cathie was so deeply distraught when Tammy passed away.
This is so beautiful Marcia --- love to you & Mike! So glad you had Charlie for a while!
Lovely tribute to your “Charlie”. The part about not holding grudges is so true. My late “Molly” was the personification of unconditional love. She’s in Heaven now, which is a yellow tennis ball factory in the sky!