Yesterday a dear friend, a certified canine therapist, met for the first time my beloved rotti. She said she felt a deep sadness with her and questioned me as of the reason. I was a lost for words.
Then this morning, I woke with a profound sadness myself. Wondering why and where it came from, I started my day. I opened my Artist Pages to write and the first thing I opened to, was a writing I did in the middle of the night, a few weeks back;
“Deep and profound sadness.
Untold depression, extreme anguish.
My dog whimpers in her sleep. She too remembers the past.”