Friday, the 20th of October I lost my dog. Sarah was my pal and a fervent companion.
She was a Cocker Spaniel (American).
I know any massive loss can manufacture deep resentment.
I'm angry.
Here's what angers me the most.
A zillion times a day I would say, "HI Sarah! Hey Sarh-Bear! Sarah stop that!" But now that she has passed, I will never say Sarah again as routinely as I did, if ever.
Now that makes me angry.
I lost a dog, a friend, and the most beautiful word in my volcabulary.