A walk

We went for a walk tonight. The fog was pretty thick, visibility was lampost to lampost but hey, we’d done this for years. I held Storm’s collar as I walked, talked to him as we passed the places he would always stop and praised him when a car went past with too much noise. And I cried.
I miss him.
Had a dog? You know what I mean.
Not had one? You don’t know.

Storm

The last thing he felt was me hugging him.
The last thing he heard was me telling him I loved him.

4 thoughts on “A walk

  1. Hi Mark,

    It has been long since we last spoke…
    I was reviewing your blog, and came across with this really sad news. I’m so sorry to hear about your loss.
    Instantly, I remembered Wally, a black labrador, my best friend, who I lost to cancer, about two years ago.
    It was a very hard time for me, and frankly, after a while, I realized that I only had good memories in my heart about him – this helped me cope somehow.
    I’ve been in the same situation that you described, I hugged him and said goodbye. It was the saddest moment of my life.
    Please accept my heartfelt condolences on the loss of Storm.
    From your brazilian friend, Xcobar.

    1. Hey – long time no chat :)

      It’s been a week now and it’s getting a little easier. The daily routine has changed – for the worse as less exercise, less away-from-keyboard.

      I remembered you recently when I saw the Yerba mate straw I have but alas have not used for so long. I still have the gourd too. I should restart that habit.

      How is life in Brazil?

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