Beautiful, and so true. I can't help but wonder what it is in a
person who could love something and then so easily throw it
out the door to whatever fate might find it.
There is one fellow from the pound who haunts me some 25 years
later. A golden tabby with golden eyes, name of Clancy. His card
said "surrendered, girlfriend allergic." His eyes said "Touch me.
Please, just touch me one more time." His paw reached out and rested
on my hand for a moment, just as I saw the big E on his card, dated
the next day. I couldn't take him home, just stand there and cuddle
him and cry. He knew what was coming, I'm sure of it, and I wanted
so badly to save him, but landlords and lack of green frog skins prevented.
I still cry over Clancy, and hope quite vindictively that there is some ring
in **** reserved for people who can betray such a loving fellow for that
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.
And never regret anything that made you smile.