Is a dog life so hard? Would I want to be one of my dogs?
They came: our very intense but lovely lady jack russell enjoid getting 4 puppies and also giving them away to 4 happy families who will have fun but also to deal with so much energy!
He left: we found out that our old philosophical labrador was ill. As his liver gave up, he was getting weeker every week, losing a lot of weight and finding life harder and harder. Anticipating more suffering, we had to put him to sleep. Feeling obviously very sad, even guilty but also happy to be able to shortcut any more pain as his eyes seemed to ask “Why?” everytime he looked up towards us. He was beautiful, all white, gentle and part of Marcousin’s history. He took a lot of dreams, happy times and child’s laughs with him and I will always remember him.
We move: to enjoy London and our friends a bit more often, since the quarantine from Patsy is over, we did it! But a dog can’t cross the channel as easily as a person!
Conclusion: people enjoying animals around them are often happier, aren’t they? Or are the dogs having the best deal? It depends if giving is indeed better than getting…