This Thanksgiving I’m thankful for my dog Cleo. We raised a glass to her at dinner. We spoke of her many exploits in tribute to her wonderful life as our sweet girl. Her country cousins Bruin and Teddy did their best to slobber and snuggle away any sad tears we may have shed.
You may have read my senior dog passed away surrounded by salmon treats and love in late September, but I’m still so very thankful for her continued positive influence. I may have moments of melancholy but it isn't long before a memory of Cleo uplifts my thoughts.
How she manages to give fearlessly even from heaven, is a mystery, or my Thanksgiving miracle. Either way, I give thanks to Cleo and all the dogs we love!