Sunday, October 21, 2012

Always waiting for the ball to be thrown

It's Sunday, and I miss my  old Moss for a Sunday walk, tears will not bring him back but his solid companionable presence seems to lurk in the shadows.....




2 comments:

  1. My thoughts are with you. Somehow dogs get into our psyche in a way that, much as I loved and miss my old boys, cats don't for me. They are less attuned to our feelings; most anyway. I fear the loss of Snippet already and he's only three. Silly I know.

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  2. Hi Em, it's daft isn't it, must have been seeing the dogs on the green this morning. Snippet has got a long way to go yet;)

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