Bonny, I think when a pet like Bartleby passes, you never love another animal the same way or maybe as much, but there is love in a different way.
Book: Where's the doctor? Not back yet?
Zoe: (beat) We don't make him hurry for the little stuff. He'll be along.
Book: He could hurry... a little.
'Safe'
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askye - Dec 25, 2011 6:00:49 am PST #4678 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
DCJensen - Dec 25, 2011 6:04:21 am PST #4679 of 30001
All is well that ends in pizza.
I read Andi's post with Harvey boneless over my shoulder, purring.
Merry Christmas.
Ginger - Dec 25, 2011 8:25:40 am PST #4680 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
It's so good to hear from you, Bonny, that I'm typing from my phone, which I suck at. Your heart will let you know when the time is right.
DavidS - Dec 25, 2011 8:50:23 am PST #4681 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
BUT, in this moment I can't imagine loving another as much as I love Bartleby. I just can't see that as possible.
Of course not. Because love is not generic. It is particular to that person or animal or even place. I discovered this when I tried to put together a wedding ceremony out of poetry. Love poetry only works when it is very very specific so it was hard to find good poetry that could be adapted.
But I think the important thing for you, bonny, is to remember that you need a focus for your love. Whatever flavor or form it finds in that dog that will one day come into your life. I think for you - more than many people I know - loving is a form of mindfulness. It grounds you in the world. But the strength you get from love is in the giving of it.
brenda m - Dec 25, 2011 8:52:01 am PST #4682 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
It took me 18 months after Lucy to be ready for another dog. A friend whoblost her dog around the same time had a new puppy the next week. There's no rule other than what feels right.
Pix - Dec 25, 2011 9:01:53 am PST #4683 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
Yep. It's all about what feels right. I hope it feels right sooner rather than later so you'll have a companion again, but it's all about when your heart is ready. Much love to all you have lost a furry family member recently.
beekaytee - Dec 25, 2011 9:14:12 am PST #4684 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant
I think for you - more than many people I know - loving is a form of mindfulness. It grounds you in the world. But the strength you get from love is in the giving of it.
Again, David, I am struck dumb by your insight. Love is my anchor to this world. The sense of being completely untethered that I feel is greatly eased by how wonderful people have been.
Rayne - Dec 25, 2011 10:37:00 am PST #4685 of 30001
"Oh no! Has falling sky liquid once again caused you the sadness?" -Starfire
I'm thinking about you, Bonny. And I want to apologize for spelling your name as Bonnie in my earlier note! My aunt is named Bonnie, and it was just habit.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 25, 2011 11:21:24 am PST #4686 of 30001
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Hope everyone's Christmases/other winter festivals were nice.
Thoughts for you, bonny.
beekaytee - Dec 25, 2011 1:29:46 pm PST #4687 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant
I just cross-posted to facebook after a friend suggested that sooner would be better than later to share the news.
I will have to go outside fairly soon and it will be easier on me if my local FB friends don't ask how Bartleby is.
The last line of the FB post thanks those who have "kept me anchored to the world since he left it."
That would be you all.
If we are connected in both places, please forgive the inundation.