They are together again.
I’d like to believe that–this sentiment the veterinarian technician phrased on Friday, September 16, 2016 while I waited for Zoe’s memorial clay paw to be given to me. I love the idea that as soon as she fell asleep, Doc nuzzled Zoe’s face. Then they played a game of keep-away the way they used to do. I can hear their barking chorus–hers first then his. Or maybe now its reversed. I wonder if she let’s him get on the bed now. I’m certain they will still lick one another’s ears.
I’m just not certain. But, the maybe makes me smile through my tears.
I’m not certain if Shadow will follow his own lead. He may need a canine companion of his own. He may need someone to back up his bark, to lick his ears, to play a little friendly keep-away.
The maybe makes me smile through my tears.