It’s been 5 months since my miniature poodle, Cinnamon, crossed the rainbow bridge. I find myself missing her just once in a while now, not as much as I did at first. She was in a dream the other night. And while watching a dog agility competition on TV the other day, I thought about how fun it would have been to have taught her to do the weave poles, and that made me miss her again. And now, realizing that she would have been 13 years old in a couple of days, I miss her again. She was such a sweet, loving girl who was always so happy to see me and go for walks with me (probably because she knew I’d give her a treat when we got back from the walk) and go for car rides, and got along great (for the most part) with my cat, Shadow… I feel myself tearing up just thinking about her to type this.
I miss you, my sweet, silly Cinnamonster. Happy birthday, sweetie.
July 17, 2014 at 9:04 pm
My dog Oster recently passed last month. There is a picture of us on my “about” page. He was a pitbull boxer. I haven’t been home since. Seeing this post brought back up my emotions. Tears of remembering. It is so tough because of how unconditional dogs love. I am glad you shared this.
Erik
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July 17, 2014 at 9:06 pm
Thanks. And I’m sorry for your loss.
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July 17, 2014 at 9:10 pm
You’re welcome, I am sorry for yours as well.
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