A very nice service for S. The preacher a bit windy, but she planned it all herself and I was in tears often and laughing often.
What I most realized is that only knowing her as a vet was just knowing a small part of her. I knew that anyway, all the time. She was very protective of herself, as I am. So we didn't get to know each other as well as we could have. Oh well. I did thank her for her tender care of my dogs while she was living. I told her I thought she was an excellent doctor while she lived. I sent her flowers and cards while she was living.
Regrets are pointless now. I am glad I had her care for my beloved puppies all their lives until now. 13 years. Half of her practice.
Thank you, S. I love you.
cm
Monday, March 31, 2008
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