Time passes....

Time has passed in the blink of an eye. My heart broken guardians buried my dear brother in a favourite spot in his beloved sanctuary garden where his spirit is free to roam. We are bereft, devoid of his peaceful calm demeanour and comforting presence. His soul mingles with those left behind, to comfort us with memories of happier times. I am lost without him, and find myself waiting in the belief he will appear, only to remember he has gone. Home is where we find our solace and comfort in knowing he is here with us.

My lady guardian firmly believes in the words of Anatole France, "Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened."