Thanks Carol...yes he is the tie that binds our hearts and makes it stronger. It hurts so bad at times and I tend to go to my piano to get a breather or here at CiC to get my mind off even just for wee bit of a time. I can't remember not loving him at all come to think of it. When I first came here in the US to live my husband has a dog. Just a dog. I wondered a lot why she is just a dog. I took care of her for the remainder of her life. Hubby noticed it. JJ left us to furryland and I got myself a rottie. He turned out to be the most intelligent dog I have ever had. I enrolled him in Search and Rescue because he was really that good but he died of canine renal failure nearly 8 months later. Bill cried almost 20x a day, I think. I never knew he cared. He surely did not show it to Coopers. So I got Tucker. Flew to Texas to get this mangy, little beast...and taught Bill how to love a dog. I've achieved that with Tucker...they are more touchy feely with one another, a real master/companion. I taught Bill how to talk/communicate with Tucker, treat him like an equal human being...But Tucker knows how to balance his relationship with each of us separately --he is mine (or is it the other way around?) when he is home and every time his dad goes out, he is dad's boy. I'd like to think that he achieved his purpose, so now he is building us up to go ... it still hurts... badly.
All we want is a little bit more time with him...all we wish.
I will tell him you care too.