It's been almost a month... Still missing my buddy.
Decided that me and his little brother needed to get out of the house today and visit the nearby lake where we took Bandit a few days prior to putting him down, just after Thanksgiving....
Duke could still smell the scent left behind from Bandit's trail from a few weeks ago.... funny how dogs can channel those memories, those emotions.... he whimpered and cried a bit, as did I.... remembering the days when his big brother was still with us.
Duke and I remembering his big brother:
And Duke reminding me that everything will be okay.
We miss you, big guy. We'll miss you being near the dinner table waiting for the turkey leftovers, waiting to be hugged and loved in our Yule-Tide Christmas memories.
Still haven't gotten over his absence in our family. But.. Duke reminds me that there's still so much more to look forward to.... Life does certainly go on, but may we never forget those who touched us, led us, and loved us.
Much love to you, Bandit.... you meant more to us than you could ever know. Then again, maybe you did know.... You were that special to us.