Note from a Small Dog: Loved to Death | The Small Dog

Note from a Small Dog: Loved to Death | The Small Dog

It was in July 2017 that my two-legses committed the unthinkable sin of losing The Ball. Not just any ball… I have many in my toy box… but The Ball. The One. The Special Ball. I’d had that ball a long time and knew its every scent, curve and puncture. Granted, they searched for it…
— Read on thesmalldogs.blog/2020/11/16/note-from-a-small-dog-loved-to-death/

7 Comments

  1. Thank you for sharing, Patty.

    1. You’re quite welcome.

      That story warmed my heart. Campbell had a favorite ball and when it went away he never really played ball again.

      Patty L. Fletcher

      Self-Published Author and Social Media Promotional Assistant

      Email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com

      Website: http://www.campbellsworld.wordpress.com/ .

      Food For Thought

      We all are the Light, automatically. So we really don’t have to go too much further than that. We all have a Light within us – it is the Soul; it is that spark of God, of the Divine, that activates our consciousness.

      -John-Roger, DSS

      Source: New Day Herald website

      1. Ani will mourn this one for along time x

        1. Campbell also had a squeaky duck which he held a great affection for. Someone accidentally threw it away wrapped up in a sheet. I was having cleaning and decluttering done and that’s the only explanation I could ever come up with for it’s disappearance. Let me tell you, bedtime was a royal mess until I ordered another. When it came I stood outside with it wrapped in one of his blankets and held it until I’d gotten our scents all over it. For Campbell it may as well have been Christmas all over again. He danced, wagged and barked. Campbell hardly ever said a word but that day he barked with happiness. He squeaked that thing all day that day. We never let duck get away again.

          I sleep with all his stuffies now. Someday I shall give some of them to my new dog when I am privileged enough to get to go and get one.

          For now, I’ve a sheep, duck, 3 alligators, a raccoon, a Kong Monster, a bear, and hedgehog as well as something that is so chewed up it is hardly recognizable called Monkey Man which was really a gingerbread man in bed every night.

          Patty L. Fletcher

          Self-Published Author and Social Media Promotional Assistant

          Email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com

          Website: http://www.campbellsworld.wordpress.com/ .

          Food For Thought

          We all are the Light, automatically. So we really don’t have to go too much further than that. We all have a Light within us – it is the Soul; it is that spark of God, of the Divine, that activates our consciousness.

          -John-Roger, DSS

          Source: New Day Herald website

          1. I’m glad you were able to replace his facourite with something that made him so happy, Patty.
            I can quite understand you sleeping with his special friends too.

          2. Well, I’ve finally stopped crying all over them at night.

            I am still sending white light and positive energies your way.

            I belong to a group on FB called Blind witches and share many of yours and the Silent Eye’s posts with them.

            They too are sending energies your way.

            Patty L. Fletcher

            Self-Published Author and Social Media Promotional Assistant

            Email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com

            Website: http://www.campbellsworld.wordpress.com/ .

            Food For Thought

            We all are the Light, automatically. So we really don’t have to go too much further than that. We all have a Light within us – it is the Soul; it is that spark of God, of the Divine, that activates our consciousness.

            -John-Roger, DSS

            Source: New Day Herald website

          3. Thank you, Patty… and to your group. I can only send love your way, knowing what place Campbell had in your heart xx

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