A lousy Father's Day here for me. Less than a year after losing my darling cat Tansy to brain cancer, my boy Mercury departed this plane around two in the morning.
He had been with me since I was twenty years old, fresh and new to Vermont. I met him at the rescue "Justice for Dogs" (which houses , obviously, more than just dogs). I brought him home on a cold and snowy November night after he came right up to me, weaving in between my legs looking for attention. I lived my Vermont life with my pal Merc by my side and now it's just me. First time living alone, petless, since i was a teenager and I hate it. I need someone to share my time and affection with and now I'm in this limbo state of just being alone with my thoughts and listening to the hum of electrical appliances if I dont drown it out with music.I guess if there's an actual message I'm trying to get across here it's that Love is the answer.
Be grateful for every moment that you have with those that you hold dear. Love fiercely, it truly us better to have loved & lost than to have never loved at all. I wouldn't have grown into the man I am today if not for the time spent caring for another living being whose trust I had to earn.
Again, let every expression of love be grand. Take that friend out on their birthday, or stay in all night and binge a show with someone who refuses to get out of their pajamas. Make those cheeseburgers at two in the morning fkr the both of you, when you look back you will be SO fucking glad you lived and loved in the moment.✌💎😸
