It’s hard to believe that it has been a year already since Dino died. How time flies. So many things have happened since then, especially the deteriorating health of his older brother, Snoopy in recent months.
Can you believe that one year on and I still miss Dino so much? No, I don’t miss his bouts of seizures. Neither do I miss his fear for thunderstorms. I just miss his being. But then everything comes with good and bad and Dino’s seizures and fear were a package deal. This was also the reason why I couldn’t abandon Dino or put him to sleep when I discovered his handicap when he was just a year old.
I swear I am not going to take in another pet after Snoopy. It’s not because of the amount of work involved caring for a pet but the helplessness and pain seeing the pet suffer and we’re unable to help. If I do take in another pet, please, just kill me!