Jamhead Just another random stream of consciousness.

Animals, hope and the cruel world we live in.

I realise a lot of my recent blog entries have been in the form of images and have generally been quite depressive. Guess I'm going through a rough time at the moment. I'm sure in time my blog may seem a little less blue!

I've spent a lot of time thinking these past few weeks, going over things in my life that I've had, or still have. And things I'm trying to keep. I'm the kind of person who really holds onto things - I'm big with sentimental value and treasuring each and every memory. Some of my fondest memories are of my dog Meg.

Unfortunately, last August, she was put to sleep. After 6 months of battling, the time had come. I don't think I've ever been so lost - she was 17 years old, so basically, my entire life had been shared with her. Some people fail to understand the bond between a pet and it's owner, but this was even higher than this - I had literally grown up with her, she even shared my room. I genuinely still think I'm recovering from the loss, even now almost a year later.

RIP Meg - Never Forgotten

Since then my Mam and I have tried other dogs in the house (even a puppy, he was gorgeous) but we don't seem lucky enough to keep one. I'm allergic to most animals, I really think we were blessed with Meg - the only animal I seemed to have no reaction to, which has made it next to impossible to get a new pet. Not as a replacement, but just something - the house is so empty without her.