When one of my animals passes, a part of me passes. That relationship leaves my world forever. There remains forever the memory, though, & for me that is precious. Usually I have a ridiculous number of photographs, sometimes drawings & paintings. Part of my grieving always involves writing about our times together.

I'm glad you told us about this, because a childhood dog is so important. I am sorry, Xeneon. Please tell us about him, if you're feeling able to do that now. I'm wondering whether he was among any of the wonderful photos you've posted?

Roadrunner