Zoe died in November and I received this in the mail yesterday.
I thought Arthur would cry as I answered “yes” to his question “Is this really an imprint of her paw?” He cradled it in his palm as if it were the rarest of fragile Fabergé eggs, and the look on his face echoed the disbelief and pain that have -for the most part- remained hidden since her death.
A little bit of her come home, but no match for the pawprints she left on our hearts.



I wish I had one, I miss her so much still. I have her collar on my rear view mirror and her cow stuffy in a special place, though. It’s amazing how much a part of our lives and family they become.
Never though of this. Very moving,,, 




















That is beautiful. Losing a dog friend is so hard.. some people just don’t understand what a loss it is. My shepherd mix died back in 2000 and I still miss him every day.
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