Til minne om en liten venn

Da jeg kikket innom Facebook isted, hadde en venn postet en vakker tekst om en savnet venn. Denne teksten gikk rett i hjertet på meg og siden det snart er 1 år siden Oscar Amadeus døde, vil jeg gjerne dele denne her på bloggen.

Dette er til alle som har mistet en firbent venn.

Afterlife & A Loss For Words

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying...you found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear.
"It's me, I haven't left you...I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea.
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.

I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I am not lying there.

I walked with you toward the house, as you fumbled for your key,
I gently put my paw on you. I smiled and said, "It's me." 

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.

It's possible for me to be so near you every day.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...

In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.The day is over...I smile and watch you yawning

And say, "Goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we will stand, side-by-side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me.

-Author Unknown

Årsaken til at Oscar er så pjuskete i denne videoen,

er fordi jeg nettopp hadde råklippet han. Senere

denne dagen skulle han bades og reinklippes.

Mammaen var nede og plukket opp bæsjen

litt senere.

Bare så det er sagt...