Memories…..

Telkens een hondje sterft, zoeken we naar een manier om met het verlies om te gaan. De herinneringen zijn onbetaalbaar, maar soms biedt een banale afbeelding of quote hulp om het een plaats te geven.

There is one best place to bury a dog,
if you bury him in this spot, he will
come to you when you call – come to you
over the grim, dim frontier of death,
and down the well-remembered path
and to your side again.

And though you call a dozen living
dogs to heel, they shall not growl at him,
nor resent him coming,
for he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see
no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall,
who hear no whimper, people
who may never really have had a dog.
Smile at them, for you shall know
something that is hidden from them,
and which is well worth the knowing.

The one best place to bury a good dog
is in the heart of his master.’




They tell you not to cry.
They tell you it’s just a dog, not a person.
They tell you the pain will happen.
They tell you that animals don’t know they have to die.
They tell you that the important thing is not to make you suffer.
They tell you you can have another.
They tell you it will happen.
They tell you there are more unbearable pains.
But they don’t know how many times you’ve looked at your dog in the eyes.
They don’t know how many times you’ve been and your dog alone looking at the darkness.
You don’t know how many times your dog was the only one who was by your side.
They don’t know that the only one who has never judged you is your dog.
They don’t know how much fear you had the night your cries woke up.
They don’t know how many times your dog slept near you.
They don’t know how much you’ve changed since the dog became part of your life.
They don’t know how many times you hugged him when he was sick
You don’t know how many times you’ve pretended not to see how your hair became more and more white.
They don’t know how many times you’ve spoken to your dog, the only one who really listens.
They don’t know how beautiful you were for your dog.
They don’t know it was just your dog who knew you were suffering.
They don’t know what feelings made you try your dog.
They don’t know what it feels like to see your old dog striving to go greet you.
They don’t know that when things went wrong, the only one who didn’t leave is your dog.
They don’t know that your dog I trust in you every moment of your life, even in the last.
They don’t know how much your dog has loved you and how little it was enough to be happy, because he was you.
They don’t know that crying for a dog is one of the most noble, meaningful, true, clean and sincere things you can do.
They don’t know about the last time you moved it with difficulty… taking care not to hurt him.
You don’t know what you felt when you caress your face in the last moments of your life…