Monday, November 12, 2007
It's been two years now since Kodie's death. I don't wake up anymore thinking I hear dawgie-nails clicking down the hallway like I did last year at this time...but if I make my mind quiet I can still hear it. If we've been away from home for many hours at a time I still feel a kind of magnetic feeling vaguely pulling my mind home...gotta stop home first, before we do the next thing on the list (you know, to walk the dogs).
My memory of Kodie is still very immediate. The sound of him, his way, his paws, his velvet ears, his excited whine whenever we'd drive into forested park, how we knew each other. Different from human relationships. Lump in my throat, weepy me. I am THANKFUL and happy and lonely for him all at the same time.
We just came back from Hikkaduwa. I checked email and saw that our family cat of 17 years, Sanka was just put to sleep on Friday due to kidney failure. I was just talking to a friend in Hikkaduwa named Emily over the weekend about pets and how a part of our lives and families they become.
Having a quiet moment for Sanka and Kodes~