Forget to suffer ...let the pain in to remember the joy!

"What do I wear in bed? Why, Chanel N. 5, of course"

        I met with Paul this week, he just lost Reggie. I was fortunate to share a moment of deep lose with him because it reminded me of the joy I had in Tyche. I was glad to feel the suffering gone, no "why me? or how could this have happened to me?", but the memory of the pain was just enough to allow me to remember the joy it was to have her. I love this picture, this is so her, so absolutely her own dog. Sure that she deserved every praise, and every stroke. It makes me smile to watch this coy little dog who pranced around the world full of herself, ready to take on every minute of experience life would give her. My heart of filled with the joy of having walked her, talked to her, put on her red coat and her read boots so she could continue her little dance during snow storms. She was all dog, and hated the coat, even when she come to welcome it, but she did love her boots. I was so happy to be able to share again these memories even when they brought back the rest. I am so happy that I can remember the joy now, along with that pain.
        I know this road that aways us every time we connect with our dogs is a hard one. Reggie, Rosie, Jessie, Madison, Blueberry, Poopy, Hannibal ... I remember all of these dogs, and if there is an  afterlife, which I hope for, I would love to see them all again. And how can their not be one? I can understand a universe without the soul of Tyche!!