My first Mother’s Day without my daughter, my first born. She died very unexpectedly in Nov. and had just turned 49. If only I could talk to her one more time.
Stray( no id) unneutered male lost while lookingfor a female, had a new baby, no time, kids lost interest, divorce, moving, new job, new boyfriend/girlfriend does not like the animal, barks, scratches furniture, too much work, lost housing, lost job, can no longer afford, death of owner, owner has to go to a nursing home, and the list goes on. People can be real idiots, but sometimes people end up in dire straits and do their best.
Unfortunately I have experienced both. And losing a beloved dog rips my heart out. But every time I have grieved and cried,and savor the memories, I get another dog. I cannot get another daughter.
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