Until it doesn't

[fotostef]

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I am here, for one more year, looking at your picture on the wall. The one I took of you in May 2002 when you were just a clumsy puppy. I notice a few spots of dirt on the frame. Your head is slightly out of focus and the colours are starting to fade.

Such a minor memorial for such a great creature.

I write every year on this day for you (to you?) since you left, eight years ago. I have written all I had to say. I have shared all the pictures I had to share. I repeated myself quite a lot and yet here I am again standing on the same spot.

Remembering, writing, trying.

Trying to honour your memory. The sixteen plus years that we lived together. The lessons you taught me. The way you changed my life.

Taking a look at the news, makes the loss of a pet sound trivial, unimportant. The world is spinning in a dance of atrocities, hate and death. How can my personal loss be of any importance?

But it is.

It is important to me and that's enough. It is enough reason to write a few more words, to keep your name alive and remembered.

As for the world, it will keep spinning...

until it doesn't.

The picture above is simply a snapshot of a frame on the wall. The original photo was taken with a Hasselblad 503 on Kodak VS slide film. The way it’s presented here doesn’t really do justice to the photograph or its subject but it may be the only one I haven't shared before. Below, you’ll find links to my previous related posts, along with one image and a few words from each of them.

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2018 - Best friend ever!

The first of the eight residences that we moved together was a 2.500 Sq Ft loft with a nice garden. I was living and working there so we had each others companion around the clock. And I did every mistake a young pet owner can make :)
At the end of the day he was spoiled and I was happy!

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2019 - Morpheus the beautiful!

Morpheus and beautiful sounds pretty similar in the Greek language and that's the reason it was such an appropriate name!

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2020 - 2 years

What's left when one has gone?
Reediting old pictures...
and remembering...

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2022 - Today it's different

Today my model is long gone and I cannot take any more pictures of him. As I cannot pet his long fluffy fur, cannot listen to his loud, monumental barking, as I cannot watch him running in the fields. It is four years that he is gone and all I have, are my memories and some old photos.

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2023-Gone but not forgotten

He was my friend, my companion, my joy, my comfort.
He gave me plenty of reasons to be happy,
a lot of excuses to be outraged
and most of all, countless lessons about life itself.

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2024-You wouldn’t understand

The world has changed massively those years
but your memory has remained the same.
You wouldn’t understand the decadence of the human race
even if you were alive.
You were a creature of feelings, of instincts, of passion.

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2025-Raw wisdom

Seven years is a long time. People change, memories fade, life is going on, in an unstoppable, almost brutal way. And death is part of the game. You can't have life without it and vise versa. For some reason people have to make an effort to understand this simple fact that all animals know instinctively.

For Morpheus
October 2001 - 13 January 2018

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All the pictures and the words are mine.

Thank you for reading and if you want to know more about me you can check out my introduction post.

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Comments

[chizzy100]

There's a kinda loss that is more deep than ever. Especially the loved ones and also pets that eventually turns family. I had a dog too, it was like a sibling, we shared some nice bonds together, when I lost her (the dog) I felt broken and sober. I was short of words, I just had no choice than to move on. But that bond stays for ever in me. @fotostef

[goldenoakfarm]

You never stop missing a great spirit. Photos are all I have, and very few memories, of my husband, gone 5 years now. So the photos are on the wall and I remember best I can.

I think I've seen nearly every one of these posts you've made about him, and I never tire of looking at him and reading your memories...

[cryptoreforma]

We recognize the greatness of people when they demonstrate love for animals.

I was moved by your post. Grieving the loss of a pet isn't easy. I know exactly what that's like; my cat "Pintinhas" died. The pain was so intense that I had to move house because the memories were so strong.

[jlinaresp]

Wow, this is a beautiful thing to read. I don't mean to sound dramatic, but I cried while reading it (I cry easily when it involves dogs or cats, or animals in general, I admit it)... I'm almost 55 years old and I've always had dogs with me; my parents taught me that. In fact, in our backyards (mine and my mother's, since they're adjacent) are buried 13 of our dogs who have passed away. We currently have four, and they're between 10 and 15 years old—they're all elderly now. So, I understand everything you've written. This is a lovely article, and it speaks volumes about your soul, something that's already evident just from looking at your photographs... Sending you a big hug, my friend...🙏

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[erikah]

It breaks my heart even just reading the post and looking at the photos. What a beauty! I'm too sensitive, when it comes to animals of any kind. I cried for a week when my grandmother's dog passed away and I was with him only occasionally.

At least you have the wonderful photos and sweet memories.