A little over 3 days ago a small but very intense light went out, leaving my life forever darker, and I am heartbroken.
Those of you who have never shared your life with a pet may not understand, but the rest of you will.
I never contemplated having children – my maternal instincts are all for animals, and while I love every one of them, some are just that little bit more special. and Frodo was one of those.
A joyous, bouncing bundle of fun from the moment he arrived, for nearly 14 years we have hardly been apart. Now he is gone and my car feels empty, the house is empty, my bed is empty. The word ‘forever’ bites into my heart, and while I know I will recover (sort of), and I know he had the best possible life and brought joy to so many who knew him, I can’t help feeling that my life will never quite recover.
It was all so quick, so unexpected. If I had to make the decision again, I would. I know it was the right thing to do, but that doesn’t make it any easier.
If I could take in a rescue dog right now to fill that emptiness, I would, but my home situation (two very elderly parents, one bed-ridden and the other unsteady on her feet even with a walker) precludes introducing a new dog for safety reasons.
So I’m sharing this montage of his life, probably more for me than anyone, but I hope you will love him, even just a little, as you scroll through these pictures of a life lived to the full.
Frodo and pals heading off for a run up a forest track in the Highlands
Admiring the Kelpies, near Stirling
With Brian, at Plodda Falls
Wearing a cushion as a hat
Visiting the Fairy Pools on the Isle of Skye
At Glenfinnan, viewing the viaduct (seen in the Harry Potter movies)
And on the beach where Bonnie Prince Charlie landed
Inspecting the Hogwarts Express
In the car on the ferry to Skye
Leading Brian up the steep track to see the Old Man of Storr
Watching over the messy desk in my accounts office from a pencil drawing done by a client’s daughter
Supervising a lesson in the school at home
And swimming behind my horse when the bridleway flooded
On the beach at Oban (Scottish West Coast)
Inspecting the daffodils (in Sussex) that decided to surprise us all in January
Watching over me from my bedroom wall
And finally, alert for anything, in the Highland forest where he was happiest, and where I shall scatter his ashes to roam free on the breeze.
Sleep well, my precious. I shall miss you forever.