My dear daughter Anzu, the one who lives in Bergen, Norway, has lost her human. He was an old man even when Anzu moved to him, but he has had friends who has had Anzu at their home many times. Anzu knows them and now she has moved in with them permanently.
Today was the funeral of Anzu's human. Anzu was there. Dogs are seldom at funerals. We are not always welcome to ceremonies in churches. Given how much Anzu and her old human loved each other, I believe it was highly appropriate that Anzu was there at the funeral. It was a fine gesture towards her and to the memory of her human.
If a human who was this important to me would pass away, God forbid, I would also want to be there at the funeral.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment