In memory of my one and only dog – a bigger than average Scottish Terrier called, Ebenezer – a real character who died 21 years ago today on the 30th. September 1994. He was an excellent walking companion – and over his lifetime we walked miles and miles and miles together…
He loved to visit Dartmoor too – and being very hairy – he enjoyed nothing better than cooling-off in the clear Dartmoor streams and rivers. (Having dug out this olde photograph – I notice I still wear my hair the same – only now I’m greyer – much greyer!)
Happy days.
Together on top of the world. Dartmoor 1989.
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A. E. Houseman
Oh I am so sorry to read this, what can we do when we loose our lovely pets, its a loss of a family member, a space that just cannot be filled, I am so sorry.
Hugs xxx thinking of you
Lynn x
Thank you Lynn –
Ebe was my first ‘baby’ – and when I had my second – of the cute, peachy-pink variety in 1993 – Ebe gave up the ghost and faded away over the course of a year. I feel I broke his faithful old heart – he’d always been a one person sort of dog.
Thank you dear Melanie, it’s exactly the poem that tried to get into the surface of my memory when you mentioned a favourite poem of his….and there it was! Bravo and thank you… onwards…cheers, Christopher