It’s a year since we lost Alfie and the beginnings of this blog began to form in my mind as a way to distract me from the grief. If I’m honest I didn’t think I would still be blogging a year on but it has helped me so much, given me something to think about, kept my hands busy and the brain cells ticking.
In the early days, I spoke about Alfie regularly so his story is available to read and to keep his memory alive. The poem that really started it all., and was written when I was at my most devastated is still commented on and has helped other people who have lost their beloved pets.
Alfie’s constant companion Holly is doing so well. She has cataracts and not many teeth left but apart from that she really is bright, alert and energetic. She wakes me every morning, so excited to start another day, and she beats Darcy to the treat tin every time. I always think of her as the angel on my shoulder because she likes to sit on the back of the sofa just behind me.
I never thought Holly would adapt so well to Alfie not being here. Maybe she knew he was ill before we did?
Darcy the rescue dachshund has certainly not taken Alfie’s place in her heart but the two have developed a very healthy respect for each other and I think they enjoy each others company, even though they don’t sleep or play together.
As for me, life is never easy, but my dogs make me smile and that’s enough. My blogging and book reviewing keep me from going insane and I still have my family around me (even if they are all falling apart).
Thank you for reading my rambling and to the ones who have followed me since the beginning thanks for being there I really do appreciate it.
Alfie’s poem talks about how he took all the foster dogs under his wing when they came to stay. He really helped the rescue dogs fit in and made them all feel welcome. He was always with me in the early hours when I couldn’t sleep and he really loved sitting with me in the summer house.