This is so touching, Wendy! I found myself thinking of my good dog, Henley, and what a sweet companion she was to my kids and then to me in a new, challenging situation. I like to think she lived her best life in the country for the last 4 years of her life. Freedom like she'd never known and SNOW! Time to write.
Wendy, this is just so perfect, so true (although I am a Cat Person, I relate). I was working to explain "love" to one of my 4-year-old students who was missing his mom when she dropped him off. He told me, "I love her so much," through many tears. I said as I held him in my lap (he fell into my arms), "Love is complicated, isn't it? We love and feel so happy and that same love hurts like no other when we aren't with them. But, it's all good love, because good love, sticks." Thank you for your beautiful piece today, Wendy.
What a lovely way to address the desire to create, to write, as springing from the same bottomless well that holds the love for a sweet pup. The photos are so touching. Thanks for bringing some light to this dark morning, portending winter storms beyond the window, as I struggle with another chapter and think of the dogs I've loved in my lifetime.
And who said you can't teach old dogs new tricks? I like that you weave character and dog on the page as might wrestle in our heads with things we can't so easily spill onto the page ...
I read them all - just don't always have time to 'think before writing' ... and you put so much work into that piece I felt badly not chiming in as so many other fans of yours did. But on that day the 'urge to complement you was in me' but the distractions du jour were too. Still in a dither, but with no time for dithering... All the best to you!
on days like this I smile, and miss my dog a lot. They are such great guides - whether or not we think we are blind, they know we need them to help us see.
The way you weave human and dog experiences and feelings with writing is so cohesive and well understood. Gosh, indeed, it's always so hard to part ways with our longtime companions and family members. I sometimes think about my kitty leaving me, and I can't bear just the thought of it. We must live in today and make meaningful memories with them as long as we both can.
I love this piece, Wendy. I feel the same way about that contract, especially when something terrible happens. But I didn’t sign up for this!! I think. But if you can cry into the fur on the neck of your most loyal friend you can survive and move on over time.
You are an amazing writer. This clearly touched the hearts of lots of your readers, not just me. But I think we are friends because we really see the world in a similar way. Writing, and my dogs, make life bearable. It's as simple as that. I loved seeing the picture of you and Mothie. I know losing each of your dogs tore off a piece of your heart, but it grew a new part for the next dog. Happens to me, too. and writing though all the changes, losses, fears, and even joys... writing is a world away from it all, even if we immerse ourselves in our characters losses, joys, and fears. You brought all this to this post. I appreciate you so much. And feel tears ... lots and lots of tears for what is gone. And lots of excitement for what's coming next. ❤️
This was so heartwarming. Thank you for sharing your own journey and difficulties with change. Dogs truly are a gift to humans. When a drastic change occurs, it's my dog who comforts me. And hubby, but Apollo fits perfectly in the curve of my arm.
This is so touching, Wendy! I found myself thinking of my good dog, Henley, and what a sweet companion she was to my kids and then to me in a new, challenging situation. I like to think she lived her best life in the country for the last 4 years of her life. Freedom like she'd never known and SNOW! Time to write.
Wendy, this is just so perfect, so true (although I am a Cat Person, I relate). I was working to explain "love" to one of my 4-year-old students who was missing his mom when she dropped him off. He told me, "I love her so much," through many tears. I said as I held him in my lap (he fell into my arms), "Love is complicated, isn't it? We love and feel so happy and that same love hurts like no other when we aren't with them. But, it's all good love, because good love, sticks." Thank you for your beautiful piece today, Wendy.
Beautiful and touching as always. I'll hug my doggos extra hard today :-)
What a lovely way to address the desire to create, to write, as springing from the same bottomless well that holds the love for a sweet pup. The photos are so touching. Thanks for bringing some light to this dark morning, portending winter storms beyond the window, as I struggle with another chapter and think of the dogs I've loved in my lifetime.
It's good to be reminded of old Tenz again! He was quite a character.
Beautiful ❤️
And who said you can't teach old dogs new tricks? I like that you weave character and dog on the page as might wrestle in our heads with things we can't so easily spill onto the page ...
I read them all - just don't always have time to 'think before writing' ... and you put so much work into that piece I felt badly not chiming in as so many other fans of yours did. But on that day the 'urge to complement you was in me' but the distractions du jour were too. Still in a dither, but with no time for dithering... All the best to you!
on days like this I smile, and miss my dog a lot. They are such great guides - whether or not we think we are blind, they know we need them to help us see.
Yes! my dogs and I are honored to put that bed to good use!
The way you weave human and dog experiences and feelings with writing is so cohesive and well understood. Gosh, indeed, it's always so hard to part ways with our longtime companions and family members. I sometimes think about my kitty leaving me, and I can't bear just the thought of it. We must live in today and make meaningful memories with them as long as we both can.
I love this piece, Wendy. I feel the same way about that contract, especially when something terrible happens. But I didn’t sign up for this!! I think. But if you can cry into the fur on the neck of your most loyal friend you can survive and move on over time.
You are an amazing writer. This clearly touched the hearts of lots of your readers, not just me. But I think we are friends because we really see the world in a similar way. Writing, and my dogs, make life bearable. It's as simple as that. I loved seeing the picture of you and Mothie. I know losing each of your dogs tore off a piece of your heart, but it grew a new part for the next dog. Happens to me, too. and writing though all the changes, losses, fears, and even joys... writing is a world away from it all, even if we immerse ourselves in our characters losses, joys, and fears. You brought all this to this post. I appreciate you so much. And feel tears ... lots and lots of tears for what is gone. And lots of excitement for what's coming next. ❤️
This was so heartwarming. Thank you for sharing your own journey and difficulties with change. Dogs truly are a gift to humans. When a drastic change occurs, it's my dog who comforts me. And hubby, but Apollo fits perfectly in the curve of my arm.
Just lovely. Our dog is in his senior years and..........
I know this is said so often nowadays that it has almost become cliche, but the only way I get by is by living in the present.