Today is the second anniversary of Hector’s death. I never stop thinking about Hector, even though I have three other dogs and many activities to keep me busy. Hector is always in my heart, and mind. He is everywhere in this house, and at the house at the Cape, and in my car. He is basically always with me, always watching over me, always by my side. I never thought this dog we got as “second banana” to pack leader Hobie would wind up being the one who stole my heart, but he did. I know Gil feels the same way.
A month or so after he died, Tori Amos’ album “Night of Hunters” was released, and the lyrics to the song “Carry” pretty much say it all:
This morning, I went over to the spot in the yard that our friend Craig created as a memorial to Hec. It’s kind of a funny coincidence that Hector died on Craig’s birthday.
After I said a few words (“Hector! Who pooped on your memorial?!” and “I miss you, buddy, I think about you every day.”) I went back into the house, made an iced coffee, and logged in to the computer wondering if I would post anything about this anniversary. First thing I saw in my email was this article from Cesarsway Magazine about pet memorials. There are no coincidences.
Rather than describe the Hector Memorial (which is part of the larger Timba Memorial Park (a.k.a. our back yard!) here are a few pictures, worth a thousand words.
What a lovely memorial.
I’m sorry for your loss. Time doesn’t heal all wounds. I love your landscaped memorial. 🙂
Thank you so much for your very true and very kind words 🙂
Each dog is different and irreplaceable.