These photos were taken the day of Sparkey's Living Memorial, circa April, 2006.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006
The Final Days--Some Images
Here are some photos from Sparkey's final full day of life which have been sitting unseen in our camera for three months. Mostly, I've been unwilling to download the photos onto our hard drive, knowing that within that batch of photos---over 100---are some shots of Sparkey at rest in his grave, wrapped in a cloth that has been in our family for more than a decade. If any of you would like to see those photos which are, in fact, quite sweet, please email us privately and we will forward them to you. Due to the tender and personal nature of death, we will not publish them here.
A very sweet Sparkey taking his last ride in the car to town.
A sleepy moment by the pond......
The ubiquitous smile.......
A kiss for Momma.....
Being carried by Daddy.....
Of ribs and booties......
Looking towards the future.......
---Keith
A very sweet Sparkey taking his last ride in the car to town.
A sleepy moment by the pond......
The ubiquitous smile.......
A kiss for Momma.....
Being carried by Daddy.....
Of ribs and booties......
Looking towards the future.......
---Keith
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Three Months
Three months and counting. Sparkey's body continues to become one with the earth, his grave just feet from our house, the rhododendrons still embracing the unseasonable warmth of early December. Today is also the five-year anniversary of the death of our dear friend Woody, one of Sparkey's best buddies. On my other blog I wrote:
Sparkey and Woody were quite the pair, often barrelling together through the woods, returning to the house bleeding, limping, panting, and grinning from ear to ear. They seemed like brothers then, with matching red and golden fur, both unconditionally loving and loved. We miss them both so much, and hope they can frolic together in the grasses of some far-off heaven that is actually closer to us than it seems.
We do miss those two, but also feel them so close to us still. Sparkey's loving spirit is easy to access, and I send him love on this and every day.
---Keith
Sparkey and Woody were quite the pair, often barrelling together through the woods, returning to the house bleeding, limping, panting, and grinning from ear to ear. They seemed like brothers then, with matching red and golden fur, both unconditionally loving and loved. We miss them both so much, and hope they can frolic together in the grasses of some far-off heaven that is actually closer to us than it seems.
We do miss those two, but also feel them so close to us still. Sparkey's loving spirit is easy to access, and I send him love on this and every day.
---Keith
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