I was advised about a week ago that my much loved and missed basset hound, Lou Lou, had passed away — old age finally caught up with her (she was 15, a grand age, for a grand lady).
I was very sad as she and I had become really attached during the years I lived in the USA. I still remember the day that I left Morgantown to fly home to Brisbane and the sadness associated with that — knowing that I would most likely never ever see her again….Lou Lou probably thinking she’d see me that afternoon, but me never arriving. I used to wonder how that felt for her.
I have thousands of photos of her, courtesy of living in an age when digital cameras allow that to happen effortlessly. So I have spent some time going through them looking for ones that might capture who she was. So rest in peace Lou Lou. May doggy heaven be filled with couches on which to lie and hamburgers under every tree.
I will always love you, I miss you, my sweet little girl, Lou Lou. 😦