That rascally dog came to me just after I lost Gilligan, the wonder dog, not very long after I had lost my oldest son.
I could not fathom more pain, more grief.
Angus McAngus looked like TOTO and I let him into my ❤️ just 5 days after Gilligan died outside my bedroom door. My youngest son held him for hours before letting him rest. Gilligan was 17 -1/2 and I loved him beyond words. Angus was the same age.
Afterwards I drove home, racked with sobs and eyes burning from tears.i held him in my arms up until the last…”you are a good boy,” I sobbed; ” go find Gilligan!”
I rose to leave- feeling ten years older.