Since dad's death I have often felt overwhelmed - at times felt immobile. This has been the summer of losses. First my beloved Willy and the 10 pups, then Dan followed a week later by Joyce and then Daddy-do. Grief is a weight I find nearly unbearable.
The dogs, including guest Lupin, are ever aware of my mood even when I try to hide it. I am followed everywhere and constantly nudged to cuddle. Unspoken, they make sure I am never alone. Dogs don't tell you how you should feel or what you should do. They accept what is. I find comfort in their unjudging nearness.
McKenzie, Cedar, Koyuk, Lupin
McKenzie, Cedar, Koyuk, Lupin