Hi, folks. Indy here.
Today, my tail is tucked between my legs. I just learned that Flare, an energetic, reddish-colored golden retriever, disappeared on January 17th. I had to share this sad story with you.
Christmas is the season to be jolly. A time to spend with family and friends. A time to cut down an evergreen tree and decorate it with glittery tinsel. A time to celebrate the birth of Jesus. A time to exchange gifts. A time for angelic voices to belt out Carols. A time to mail cards. And a time to savour turkey, dressing, and maybe lumpy mashed potatoes.
But for many there’s not much to be jolly about. Christmas can be such a lonely time. Parents and children are estranged, or a loved one has died. I don’t mean to put a damper on Christmas but that’s the reality. The thought of spending Christmas without loved ones by their side, rips open wounds they thought had healed, and reminds them of the pain too great to bear. Read the rest of this entry