Dogs have only one flaw, their lives are short.
Major knew love in his life with your family. Thank you for saving him. Rest well, sweet boy.
Touching. Sorry to hear.
Major was majorly lucky your fiance put an end to the horror show next door.
"In his previous life, he was living perched on a rotting couch, serving as a liferaft in a sea of death and decay." — what a beautiful metaphor for such an ugly scene.
Thank you.
😭😭😭
Thank you for introducing us to your noble friend, Anthony—and for rescuing him and giving him the love he was born to give and receive.
”Love Abides”
by Barbara Pescan
Often we are found in our grief and comforted
calmed by some kindness
brought alive again by beauty
that catches us undefended.
Even when the sun is most thin and far
even at the hour the storm is at its height
we can go through
renewal nests within sorrow
love abides, even beyond anger, beyond death.
We are held in an embrace invisible but infinite
moving with all creation
between wholeness and fragmentation
moving always toward the one.
Small joys and great sorrows pass
and we, with steps uncertain, move on
to whatever is next
but continually seen, heard, held
by Life infinite and remote, intimate and abiding.
Love, do not let us go. Amen.
(https://margaretannaalice.substack.com/i/40357231/love-abides)
Major knew love in his life with your family. Thank you for saving him. Rest well, sweet boy.
Touching. Sorry to hear.
Major was majorly lucky your fiance put an end to the horror show next door.
"In his previous life, he was living perched on a rotting couch, serving as a liferaft in a sea of death and decay." — what a beautiful metaphor for such an ugly scene.
Thank you.
😭😭😭
Thank you for introducing us to your noble friend, Anthony—and for rescuing him and giving him the love he was born to give and receive.
”Love Abides”
by Barbara Pescan
Often we are found in our grief and comforted
calmed by some kindness
brought alive again by beauty
that catches us undefended.
Even when the sun is most thin and far
even at the hour the storm is at its height
we can go through
renewal nests within sorrow
love abides, even beyond anger, beyond death.
We are held in an embrace invisible but infinite
moving with all creation
between wholeness and fragmentation
moving always toward the one.
Small joys and great sorrows pass
and we, with steps uncertain, move on
to whatever is next
but continually seen, heard, held
by Life infinite and remote, intimate and abiding.
Love, do not let us go. Amen.
(https://margaretannaalice.substack.com/i/40357231/love-abides)