Gus Jacques - Standing tall and proud on one of his favorite "perches".
Six Thirteen, not a day, or number combination I am very fond of. I bury deep the pain of Gus' final moments in my arms. I indulge in all the good times and memories of such a beautiful animal soul. Sometimes I can still smell and feel his soft fur.
RIP Gus, who is always running through that field of flowers and lush green grass, yet a constant beacon to my daily teachings in life.
Learn more about Gus, here.
Until
one has loved an animal
a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
-Anatole France
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2 comments:
Sorry for your loss. In many ways it is much harder than saying good bye to a person..
Thanks for reading, Matt. In some ways, yes, for sure.
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