Scooter brought happiness to everyone who saw him. A smile was bound to creep across the face of even the most unhappy soul when the little dog lit up the room. His spirit was full of joy and full of life. Scooter never met anyone who could resist his charm.
Scooter’s time on earth was short but we were the ones blessed to share his life.
The passing of a great dog releashes such grief. My heart pours out to my daughter, Scooter’s primary person. Tears roll down my cheek for her loss and my heart aches as it remembers the enormous loss that I felt when I lost my other dog “soul mates”.
Skunk, I still miss him. Gosh it must be going on 30 years since we lost him. I couldn’t believe he died. For months I was sure that the vet ( a friend of mine ) was going to surprise me. I knew how the story was going to play out. ” Lynda, I have a big surprise for you. I couldn’t put down Skunk. I worked on him and saved him. Here he is.”
It never happened. Skunk is gone. But he forever lives in my heart.
I weep for the lost of all the great dogs. Dogs that touch our souls. Made us better humans for knowing them. To our Skunk, Tessa, Sam, Foothill Sam, we send the spirit of Scooter.. we will always remember..