I needed to read your blog today, Terri. We share a lot, you and I, but we sure never expected to share mourning our fathers on the same day.
I really appreciated Scarlet's perspective. I'll think of my dad laughing and waving at me the next time Josie does something really "naughty" like stealing a tissue from the side table. She once lovingly climbed into Dad's lap with the sneaky intention of stealing the tissue from his shirt pocket. (Josie is my almost 10 year old golden retriever, a favorite inheritance from my parents.)
