...but, despite everything, cruel
For some years now, it has lost the meaning of renewal and joy, as it had previously.
After all I have family with me. Some have already left ... others will leave soon.
My beloved female dog, which I saved from the streets 13 years ago, is very sick. Evil cancer that gets us, so badly, who we love. She looks fine, but she isn't. Our beautiful and brave Jamaica, who struggled so hard to survive, with her babies, in the streets, without affection or a roof to shelter them.
We managed to give them a good and happy life. But now life is coming to an end.
How much pain I already feel, how much pain when brave Jamaica refuses the medicines and how much relief when she finally accepts them.
I really want her not to suffer.
She will be sorely missed.
Merry Christmas to all who read this blog
For all my love to Jamaica
