Nearly 7 years ago I lost Jacky... the first dog that lived till the end in my family.
The other dog I had when I woas a small children. We were just fostering him. He was a show german scheperd. So when he ended his showing years he returned to his owner. We werw fostering him just because his owner was really far away and for the dog was to stressful to travel several hours for every show. He realy liked showing. Even on the street if someone was looking at him he started showing all by himself :D
Then some years later we bought the home in the hills and a little dog just came from nowere. He was Jacky. He just decided to have us as his human companions.
It was a special bond. He was a real friend. Wher he was gone I spent more than a month going ariund my city crying. I even stopped going to classes...
but Jack was not alone I also had Puffy and their two puppies. At the time he left us ther were not not puppies anymore.
I remember a day when Puffy came to me, put her head in my lap and just looked into my eyes. And thaen I understood that I was unfair to them... I was so upsed for Jacky that I found difficult to care for them.
Them I took the leashes and took them to a walk and life just started again.
Now in june Puffy is gone too.... she was old and very sick. But I knew that the other two needed me. This not means that I was not crying and that I didn't feel like a part of me was gone. But they needed me.
It's not a happy story but the way a fury friend is there for you and makes you smile and all the great memories I have of all my dogs....
I can say that this love and frienship saved my life and keeps me alive.
I told you all this to remember you that your other feline friend need you especially now when Oscar left you.
