Well, the content of this post is not what I wrote originally because when I clicked publish it only published the title – and nowhere could I find auto-saved versions. I don’t know what happened, but my vision was blurring and my throat tight and perhaps I clicked the wrong area.

I won’t try to rewrite it; I will write it anew.

Sydney died last night but he is not gone; he can’t be-he will always be in our hearts. Yes, he was a dog – sometimes people say “just a dog” – but he was part of our humanity. Most of us here tend to keep feelings inside and shed tears in private, but Sydney was one who was always allowed to be with us at our saddest. Maybe it was a burden on him – but I think it was a part of his being loved unconditionally and I think he knew that.

He had a long life and we are grateful for that. He went quickly and did not languish in  pain or disability that could not be explained. From the moment the attack began, people who loved him were with him; I think he knew that and felt comforted.

He will rest with Mother – he always stayed with her when I had to be gone.