Life is like a vapour – you’re here one day … and gone the next. No one really knows the end of the path, the length of the journey or the number of days assigned to each of us.
So it was with Shelly, our little dog.
She was feisty, friendly and faithful and we had her for just four months. From March 16th to July16th … 123 days.
She was an obedient and ordinary mongrel, overlooked by some but observed to become a promising dog.
Well, it’s over … her life, that is; leaving a little void in our day.
if you’re at work … do your best, you don’t know how long this job will last.
If you’re with friends and family … tell them that you appreciate them.
No one and nothing lasts for ever!