I am so sorry for your loss. I have a hard time finding the appropriate words as postings of loss remind me of my hunting partners that have passed.  But as time passes, the good memories tend to come to the front, and the good times are remembered more, and without pain.


A Good Dog Never Dies (author unknown)

A good dog never dies. He always stays.
He walks beside you on crisp autumn days.
And when the frost is on the fields, and the year
Is ending ,and the winter's drawing near,
And when it's summer and the bees are humming,
He leaps ahead of you, and waits your coming.
And any time you're lonely, look, you'll see
His great eyes watching you, still solemnly.
Just call him in your heart, he'll cease his play,
His head within your hand, in his old way.