It’ll be 2 years this month since my ridiculously beautiful service dog, Shadow, slipped her mortal coil and chased the proverbial kibble filled tennis ball into the ether, and into her new role as my goofy spiritual shadow (yes, I couldn’t resist the play on words).
Why did it take me so long to spread her ashes, you may be asking yourself. Well, there’s no easy answer other than to say, I wasn’t in a hurry. The moment presented itself when it did and it was absolutely right.
Not a day goes by when I don’t think of her and smile.