Coping with the Death of a Pet, Our Story
Llorón was "my dog." A year and a half ago I owned 2 dogs, Llorón and Thalia. I always referred to sweet Thalia as "everyone's dog." Of course she was my dog but her easy going, lovable disposition often made it feel like she belonged to everyone. She would make herself right at home at the neighbor's when we lived in a duplex, sometimes staying over there for hours. A year later when we moved to an apartment in Miami Beach she would also spend a lot of time with an upstairs neighbor. She was content just sitting with the elderly gentleman upstairs as he watched TV. With Thalia I'd always have to go next door or upstairs and 'get her' to come home, or, when at the dog park I always had to call her to leave. Llorón was the opposite. He wouldn't let me out of his sight. Where mommy went, Llorón went. Special Memories... I'll never forget the first time I ...
