To say life took an unexpected and horrible turn two weeks ago is an understatement. It was then on August 4th, that my beloved Shadow took his last breath in my arms.
The tears still stream down my face like a rain-soaked thunderstorm. The enormity of this loss can’t be felt through my words but I will try. I am heartbroken and devastated by Shadow’s untimely death.
Shadow and I had a bond from the first time I saw him. Not his face, but his rear end. It was my first day volunteering at the Animal Rescue League. He was the only dog in the “puppy” room who wasn’t wagging his tail nor looking straight ahead. He was a shaggy mess who couldn’t see through the menagerie of hair covering his face while shaking uncontrollably. I knew I had to work with him so he could find a forever home. Needless to say, I knew when I held him that his forever home would be with me.
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