We have three long rows of raspberries right by the veg patch.
It’s been 3 months minus 5 days since my puppy TSAR left us. I’d not even seen his grave.
Today I walked around picking up fallen twigs and branches to light the fire with and finally saw his resting place.
Not an elegant sight or sound. Me on my knees sobbing my heart out for a dog.
I can still smell him.
P.S. DO NOT BELIEVE 99% of yt vids about German Shepherd Dogs being evil and vicious. Dogs (and children) are moulded by their teachers.
My babydog LOVED everyone and everything. He’d kiss strange tiny peeps just like here. And they’d kiss him back :o)
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