Angels

What are we left with?  An empty space on a dog bed, an aching heart, clippings of fur, a pawprint pressed in clay, sweaters, collars...  It is never enough.  But there are memories - memories of where you came from, the times we spent together, the way you changed my life, and I hope how I changed yours.  I miss every single one of these wonderful souls that I have been blessed to share my life with.