Daily prompt: Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing or event from the last year of your life. What’s the statue of and what makes it so significant?
This year there are two things which my sculptor could sculpt, if he could sculpt emotions, both of these events would fall under the heading “I lost my best friend.” I choose to talk about only one of these.
In March my little dog Paris died of cancer. I blogged about her then too. She was operated on a few months earlier and the tumours were removed, but the cancer came back again.
I was out and I was getting frantic calls from home telling me that my little dog was crying and wailing and no one could come near her. On my way back I got a call from my mom who said “She’s waiting for you, it’s you she’s crying for.” I told my mom I was on my way. When I got there my little dog stopped crying, I sat on the floor next to her little bed and held her gently…she died in that hour.
Still now, I can’t explain the absolute loss I felt and still feel and still I cry…
I will never forget her eyes…