They Are All Angels...what Was Your Angel's Name?, And what was your favorite thing to do ? Options

[Cathi]

What was your favorite thing to do together?
My angel was Tico, a mixed breed husky...cream colored with grey markings.
We loved going anywhere in the car. He refused to be way in the back of the stationwagon and always snuck up to the front seat.
We also loved walking together-anywhere, anytime, any season.

May we all have peace and healing during this season.
hugs
Cathi

[Kim R.]

Kerry,
I just wanted to say that I cried reading your post. Your Parker sounds like such a wonderful soul...so carefree and loving life to the fullest. I could visualize him doing those things as I read them, and I smiled through the tears...what a clown! At least you must know that he has no regrets, except of course the grief it caused you when he left. Feel very good about the love you gave to him. My favorite pick-me-up thought is when I think of how different Sasha's life could've been if we had not found each other. Your Parker could have been one of those tortured souls chained to a doghouse wondering when his next meal will come. Instead he had so many people that loved him so dearly, and that he loved even more in return. I'm sure he is eternally greatful for all you gave to him, and there is no doubt in my mind he guided you to Norman (adorable name) to help you through your grief. Let your grief run its course, but never forget that Parker was as lucky to have you as you were to have him!
Your friend in grief,
Kim