You may have noticed that I haven’t been at Friday Fictioneers for a bit although it’s one of my favorite places to be. I felt like my writing had dried up. I don’t know whether it’s back or whether circumstances brought this story to me.
As always, I thank Rochelle for bringing us Friday Fictioneers, many thanks.
Love Lost
I went to the bar, seduced him, despite my former proclamations. Yesterday a part of me died and I needed someone, anyone, and he was always available.
He cooked up his breakfast, none for me, ever, made a mess, left. Dishes in the sink, stains on the stove.
I think of my old dog, the one I set down yesterday, how he followed me everywhere, and loved me with liquid eyes. My heart emptiness after the doc injected him. How I held his paw, felt life ease away.
The wind shears. I bite my lip, hard. Toenails echo on hardwood.
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Don’t think much of the guy, not even making her some breakfast!
I know, right? 🙂 Thanks, Iain.
Oh god. I felt the latter part of this in my soul
Thank you, Di.
<3 you doing OK?
Maybe best to get another dog. They won’t make breakfast but at least their love is guaranteed.
This is very true. Thank you. 💖
Such a sad story, Sascha
Thank you, Neil.
Anything to forget the pain for a while.
Thank you. 🙂
Those of us who have pets feel their departure more deeply. Your story reached me to the fibers of sensitivity. Regards
Manuel
Thank you so much, Manuel. We are fortunate to be unconditionally loved by these creatures with big heart. 💖
You are welcome
Sascha, this was very difficult to read. Condolences on disappointment and for the loss of your loyal companion <3
Thank you for reading and commenting. Except for the fact that I lost my dog a week ago, it’s all fiction, except for the emotions. 🧡
You are welcome.
I’ve been there too many times. Anything to pause the pain and fill that void for a little while. I look at Charlie and wonder how I’ll survive when she goes. She’s the perfect little creature, except for that incessant barking. I don’t think I can do it again.
Oh, I definitely hear you. The pain is why it took so long to bring Sophie into our lives. Scout came into my life when I had three other dogs and then he was the only one and may have even enjoyed being the only one, something I can’t change now. The suddenness breeds disbelief and denial and I still expect him to be in his spots or bark. I’d better stop here….Thank you. 💖
It’s all right to ramble on or cut it short. I completely understand the said and unsaid.
He is no loss… however, sending love for your four-legged love. That is never easy to do.
Thank you so much, Dale. 💖
🙂 💖
Interesting story. It seems many a romance has crashed in the kitchen sink. Nice one.
That’s probably literally true with dishes mounting in the sink. Thanks, Bill.
My pleasure 😇
Dear Sascha,
Better she adopts another four-legged-love. Again, so sorry for your loss. This story made me tear up.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you, Rochelle. 💖
That nails on the hardwood floor thing. yep. Every time I started to put my key in the door. Thinking of you, Sascha. It never gets any easier, except for it being easier to remember the good times.
I’ve been making it a point to remember him on every day except that last. With it being so quick, I don’t see him in a lot of bad days, which happened with my other dogs. The suddenness makes it easier to see my happy guy. Thank you, Sandra. 💖
So quiet and beautiful. Reminds me that so many things float around us, but what anchors us is love
Sharing a small anecdote about my rescue beagle
https://anandaonly.in/2020/08/11/a-lesson-from-lila/
Thank you so much. 🙂