Yes, it’s been a week since I said goodbye to Faye. I thought that maybe if I let life happen around me it might be easier to announce her death to the world. I thought that maybe the sick feeling in my stomach would go away and that I might stop crying every time I thought about her. I had hoped I would be able to forget that last day of her life when everything I did with her was the “last time”- the last time I’d take her to the barn, the last treat I’d give her, the last time I’d hug her in the chair, the last time we’d walk to the garden.
I think these pictures were taken within the first week we had her. What a sweet free puppy she was!
And this will be my final prayer:
Do not weep for me when I am gone
For I have friends in the great beyond.
All the little ones I used to feed will come to me in my time of need.
They will purr and bark in great delight,
And I will hold and hug them tight.
Oh what a day that will be
When my furry friends all welcome me.
By Richard Severo
In Remembrance of Faye, we loved her so very much.