People in the neighborhood are still noticing that Stuart’s not with us on our evening walk. It took a while to start walking again, but we do. Some people have found out through other neighbors, and some have told us they didn’t want to ask because they were afraid of the answer.
This little kittie comes up to us every time we see her. Those two got a long just fine. I think she’s wondering where Stuart is, too. I reach down and pet her like a dog. She doesn’t mind a bit.
Two schnauzers live down the street from us. Stuart and one of them always had a sniff fest with each other. Tails just’a waggin’. In fact, they saw each other the day he passed. On our morning walk. Stuart acted like a puppy. It’s a visual I won’t forget.
The other day, while on our walk, one of their peeps said, “Hi. Nice to see you. We were thinking to ask if you’d like to borrow our dogs? And be their honorary godparents? You know, if you ever need a dog around. They could stay with you for the weekend or something.”
We don’t even know their names. The peeps or the dogs.
I found it touching.