I have absolute proof that spring is coming, despite the snow currently fluffing through the air: at Monday morning’s storytime, several of my regular attendees – kids who are always attentive – were practically bouncing off the walls. Some of these usually docile children even had to be taken out the story room by their grownups. Spring is definitely coming.
And thank you to all of you who left such sweet comments about my last post on the loss of our dear Ophy. I appreciate your love and support. I’m slowly getting used to the idea that Ophy isn’t around anymore, and I keep reminding myself that she was terribly sick and ready to move on. I’ve never had to make that decision before, and now I fully appreciate what our wonderful vet told me: while putting a beloved pet to sleep is very difficult, it is also one’s obligation as a caring pet owner to make that decision when the time comes. And hopefully Ophy is cavorting in the great beyond with her best feline pal, Rudy.
She is. And I bet she’s playing with Tabby, and Reba the dog who liked cats, and Buddy the horse who liked everyone, in his quiet way. I think they all come together linked by the love we have for them. That love doesn’t go away, and it’s a gentle force that binds. Or, so I like to think.
That’s really sweet. I like that. 🙂