Words Are Not Wanted Now
“The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.”
After losing Jimmy a few weeks ago, This was quite the blow. It’s a risk every Irish Wolfhound owner knows he’s taking, they tend to live short lives. My Tara, my wonderful Tara had a pulmonary embolism early this morning. Mike woke me and we went to the vet. He gave her blood thinners she seemed to improve, but two hours ago she stopped breathing. Some days I’m not sure how much more living I can take.