There is no night without a dawning
No winter without a spring
And beyond the dark horizon
Our hearts will once more sing…
For those who leave us for a while
Have only gone away
Out of a restless, care worn world
Into a brighter day.~ Helen Steiner Rice, American writer, inspirational and Christian poetry
This would have been Dallas’s 16th birthday (2006-2020). Rest well, my Sheltie angel!
Hugs. Katie and Dallas were very similar ages, she would have been sixteen in December. So hard, I think about her a lot every day still.
I still think about Dallas and miss him every day. Monkey helps, of course, and I try not to compare them. Still, Dallas took a piece of my heart!
Dearest Debbie, having known you for many years, I share in your bittersweet memories of Dallas.
As I’ve said many times, he had the sweetest eyes and face.
Sending you love and hugs, my friend!
((((((((((((((( XXXX ))))))))))))
Thank you, Ron, for understanding. He really did have a sweet expression, and, even though I miss him still, I find I can be grateful for the years we shared. Hope your week is wonderful — did you get some of that heavy rain? xx
What a fine portrait of Dallas. He was such a good companion for you — and you certainly gave him the finest life a dog could have.
I hope you’re right, Linda. I know we tried to give him a good life — he was one spoiled doggie, that’s for sure!
I know just how you feel about losing a beloved Sheltie. The birthday anniversary of our dear Liam is coming right up. Gone but not forgotten.
Aw, you too, Laurie? It’s hard having such special dogs that live such short lives, isn’t it? I guess all we can do is be thankful for the time we shared … and relish the good memories!
Yes, yes. Does make the heart ache, though.
It is bittersweet for sure. he had a great life with you.
Thanks, John. He was truly one-of-a-kind. I know I’ll always be happy for the years we shared, but Time is a blessing in that I don’t have to remember him with bucket-loads of tears anymore!
I’m so glad his beautiful memory has taken the place of those tears.
Oh me, too! Hard taking care of another pup when your eyes keep leaking over the previous one.
Bittersweet indeed … but memories warm the heart and create smiles.
And I’ve got some wonderful memories, too! Thanks, Frank, for stopping by — it’s easy to smile when I think of Dallas.
Be careful … Monkey is probably listening!
I’m sure he is — he’s a Sheltie, and they’re always on the alert!
Thanks, Eliza. He was one of the good ones!
What a lovely picture of Dallas! They live such short lives, but they leave us memories to treasure.
I know you empathize with this, FF. I miss him still, and probably always will.
I’m so sorry…grief is the price we pay for love. It’s worth it, but that sure doesn’t make it easy. I hope your memories are a comfort, and that Monkey is a welcome distraction!
“Grief is the price we pay for love.” So very true, Ann. Dallas was my “soul-dog,” and I’ll always treasure what we shared. Monkey has the potential for being a good dog, but he’s just a LOT of puppy right now, ha!
(((Hugs))) I still fondly remember our Sheltie, Skipper, even though he’s been gone for over forty years. It’s good you have so many sweet warm memories of Dallas to comfort you as time goes by. Bittersweet, indeed. ❤️
You had a Sheltie, too? They’re just wonderful dogs (probably why I had to get another one when Dallas passed). Thanks for empathizing, Barbara.