Time passed. A kind and gentle man in the same land ...of watermelon and sand (work with me here; this is my first fairy tale).... found himself also lonely. Needing companionship, he found his way to the lady and her pup, and together the three forged a new happiness. As the lady began to love the man, the puppy began to love him too, for in a dog's way the pup understood the man made her lady happy again.
Time continued to pass. A funny thing began to happen. Although first drawn to the lady, soon the man also strongly loved the lady's sweet dog. He cuddled and shielded the pup, just as he did the lady. The man and the pup would sometimes share a recliner and watch the Tigers play. Most days, they took long golf cart rides and short walks. As the man talked, the pup listened closely and understood. At night, a tired but happy girl pup crawled into her basket bed and dreamed of the happy new life she and her lady had found with the man. She came to be his...just as much as she was her lady's. She loved this man.
As age crept up on the pup, the man tended to her ailments and comforted her, for he knew something of the ways of healing. When he was unable to cure her ills, he carried her to the vet.... in time increasingly often. He sat up with her at night. He helped her through hard days and encouraged her and soothed her, just as he had the lady, because he had come to so love them both.
One day, as is sadly always the case, the end came. The man and the woman he loved lost their sweet devoted pup. The void seemed unbearable. Their tears flowed. The puppy basket bed was empty.
But the sweet puppy now once again had strong legs and a young pup's heart on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. And she would always and forever happily remember and watch over the lady she loved and the man who came to love them.
(Photo Cred to Di who also suggested I try to put impossibly intimate feelings into words....I did my best for you, Sweet Peek.)
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