The same photo has been the wallpaper on my phone for years now. Gunshy in a bow tie was the obvious choice before he died last May, and it never even occurred to me to change it. Until yesterday. I might have gone on gazing on my departed little boy a hundred times a day indefinitely, but another baby boy showed up in my family this week, and everything in the world has changed. When my sister shared a photo of herself and her two-day-old son at home in front of the Christmas tree, my heart exploded, my brain fell out of my head, and all I wanted to do with the rest of my life is stare at that baby.
Gunshy, a simple goodbye
Sleepy but panting, Gunshy’s brindle head was in my lap when my dad was handed his lab report on Sunday. He didn’t say anything while reading it, but his face flushed red and tears rushed down his cheeks. And that was that. A few days earlier, Gunshy had been…
Love, From Bonnie
I’m working on a decoupage lampshade to memorialize my dog. Yes, since you asked, my boyfriend and original owner of said lamp is a bewilderingly tolerant man. One of us is very lucky to have the other. The other is lucky enough to live surrounded by a growing collection of eclectic canine memorial items. Count […]
Natalie Burg 