a sea of yorkies running, circling, barking,
racing round and round, a hurricane,
like sitting inside a washer on spin cycle.
crossing the room between us, coming,
climbing cautiously, carefully, up into my lap;
Wyatt chose me as his human.
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Edited February 28, 2024
Wyatt chose me as his human
Wyatt chose me
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2024/02/wyatt-chose-me.html
The day Wyatt chose me
&
12/13/21 Facebook post after the death of my brother dog Wyatt
https://www.facebook.com/raymond.a.foss/posts/pfbid028hSGD8SMcRKy1xbL5iDFD7Nce9EBtd1wW6uYXLQGTMryep95PdQdvmJuYwar9MqQl
In this season of gratitude, sometimes sadness brings clarity, at least about some of the things that are important.
He was my brother, my friend, a pain in the butt for peeing on the floor when there was a clean pee pad available.
So grateful he was gifted into my life. That’s a start for now…
(first posted January 4, 2020 as part of 21 Days of Gratitude)
https://www.facebook.com/groups/488435655364402/posts/496022011272433/
12/25/19 Facebook post about painting of Wyatt by Erica
https://www.facebook.com/raymond.a.foss/posts/pfbid0SvNZ2Y2Fxu1kp66NwzxWvRhahJbrFWft7D9MpW6R1gcKjaK8uq1d2ExEn8UHQcUGl
12/13/19 Facebook post on Wyatt’s death
https://www.facebook.com/raymond.a.foss/posts/pfbid04yxyQVFBNTpkWuzLjwM6nRMbeLaDpY8EPkydGzJ6Nv9eBBNuurH2XBYpRrPDHNGJl




