When we said good-bye to our beloved Simba
we walked around in a fog for several days. Before she passed we knew she was slowing down and someday that final good-bye would come. My thought at the time was when she passed, I didn't want another dog. She was irreplaceable. We still had our 21 year old cat, A-choo, so I thought well... maybe we will adopt an older cat to keep her company. And when her time comes we'll adopt another adult cat to keep that one company.
Of course when the time really came my head was so cloudy, my heart so broken I couldn't think of bringing another soul into the family at all.
After a few weeks I began to feel an incredible void. Simba was my constant companion. We walked several mornings a week in the huge State Park at the end of our street.
She was by my side every day in my studio.
I have to admit, though, as winter was approaching (she passed in September) the idea of staying inside by the fire with a couple of cats as opposed to bundling up and trudging thru the cold and snow was appealing.
As much as I love cats (and I truly do adore them ~ we just adopted 12 year old Kia the cat!) there is something about having a dog in your life... Simba always got me up and moving early in the day. We enjoyed our morning walks in nature. It cleared my head and inspired me. Some of my best photography was done on walks with her. And there is something about the excitement a dog expresses when you come home ~ whether it has been 5 minutes or 5 days. That unconditional love...
A home just seems more complete with a dog.
So when my friend, Janet, gently suggested -- when I felt ready -- to just take a walk thru a shelter and, you know, just look. Later my husband and I laughed and said, "That's like telling us to 'just go look at new cars.'" We could never do it without buying one.
Of course our walk thru the shelter found us coming home with a 6 year old puppy. Kizzie's adoption story is on my other blog, Oh My Sweet Goodness.
And when A-choo passed rather than adopting an adult cat, back to the shelter we went to adopt another 6 year old puppy ~ and puppy described him to a tee. Enter Koko.
So today I celebrate Simba - the love of my life for 16 years and Kizzie and Koko ~ who brighten my world every single day. It has been almost two years since Simba passed and I think of her every day. In fact this blog post started out to be about Kizzie and Koko. But Simba spoke to my heart more loudly.
you are my snuggle buddy ~ my sweet girl ~ my good girl. Y
you make me laugh every day ~ you make me happy ~ you're my boy, my sweet, crazy boy.
How blessed I am to have all of you in my life and in my heart. YYY