Images from Dasher's Twitter homepageWhen I left work late Wednesday evening and turned my mobile phone back on, it beeped with texts from people who know how much I love my #1 puppy pal, my surrogate pet dog. As morbid as it may sound, I've often imagined what walking down Crown Street would be like without having Dasher around to pat and tickle...he's quite an old pup, you know...but I thought he still had quite a numbers of years left so the bad news came as a big shock. It made me very sad too. Teary-eyed sad.
And I'm not the only one. When I went to pop a note and some photos of Dasher into his owner's mailbox yesterday afternoon, the pavement in front of the house was already lined with flowers and cards and chalk writing. Very much like the scene outside Buckingham Palace when Princess Di died.
Dasher was one special rockstar pup to all who had known him and he will be sorely missed. I'd like to think that Dasher is in another happy place now, frolicking in a vast green meadow under rainbows and a perpetually sunny sky, chasing bunnies and sniffing wildflowers with puppy pals.
3 comments:
That's really sad. One of my parent's dog died last month and we have been devastated. Kind of made me think twice about getting a dog when we can. But a friend of mine made a really nice comment in that "they have good lives". So true.
Lovely tribute lady. He was indeed a dog of the people x
I'm so sorry to hear that, Lien!
I've had quite a few pet pups die on me over the years and it doesn't get easier each time.
Your friend is so right! I've always said that I want to be a dog in my next life. Haha. A dog in a loving home.
You have to let me know when you get a pup!!!! xx
Carpie,
I've only walked down Crown Street once since. Kind of avoiding the route cos I don't want to be sad. Miii-miiii. Boo. xx
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