I appreciate you sharing this poem about your elderly dog EisIey. Their time with us is so concentrated and compressed compared to our own. I remember watching my old dog Choco in her later years and I could still see the young feisty pup like a mirage or reflection. Thanks for sharing.
This is so beautiful, so bittersweet. I accompanied my old kitty through those days, just lying beside him on the bed. This brings those sweet days back.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. I too cared for my old dog with patience and grace in her final year. I would still be carrying her up and down stairs to save the strain on her joints if I could.
This perfectly describes my daily dawdles with our 13-year-old who only months ago was so sprightly. You have expressed this period of our lives together so perfectly, thank you.
Sounds like your work is an act of attention and meditation.
A bittersweet privilege. May your sweet pup have joy in its last days (as you are assuredly providing) and a peaceful passing.
Oh, dear. Hard times. This is the part of a dog's life where the heartbreak begins.
so true
I appreciate you sharing this poem about your elderly dog EisIey. Their time with us is so concentrated and compressed compared to our own. I remember watching my old dog Choco in her later years and I could still see the young feisty pup like a mirage or reflection. Thanks for sharing.
Our time with them is truly a gift.
God bless you.
“These days, we are both
unsteady, counterbalancing
the other & relying on
routines to stay grounded.”
Such wisdom and love in just a few lines. ❤️
Tears. Love this and that picture of a sweet old dog.
Thank you, Dottie.
This is so beautiful, so bittersweet. I accompanied my old kitty through those days, just lying beside him on the bed. This brings those sweet days back.
Thank you, LeeAnn. This time also reminds me of caring for our cat Mena, who was 21 before we had to say goodbye.
My Henry was 18.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. I too cared for my old dog with patience and grace in her final year. I would still be carrying her up and down stairs to save the strain on her joints if I could.
Thank you. And yes, we would do anything to take away their pain.
This is lovely.
Thank you.
A portrait of mutual devotion. How gorgeous, M.K.
my Killy is 14 now-- I feel you. 🤎
Thank you, Ann. Eisley is also 14.
"...where she naps, folded
like a pocket knife, Old Timer
on a faded gray blanket."
That's such a lovely image!
Thank you, Sarah
Ohhhh, so lovely. How do you manage to break my heart and fill it with joy at the same time?
They are the dearest creatures, thank you.
'a slow shuffle
alongside the old dog'
This perfectly describes my daily dawdles with our 13-year-old who only months ago was so sprightly. You have expressed this period of our lives together so perfectly, thank you.
This brought tears to my eyes! So beautiful! ♥️
Thank you, Susanne