mending a broken heart...

The end of a relationship can be enough to knock someone down but when you mourn the loss of a dear pet at the same time...well it can seem like a bit too much.
I felt lost during that first week, not sure where to turn and who to turn to. Friends offered sympathy and advice yet it didn't seem to offer the comfort i so desperately craved. I can honestly say i have never ever felt that low.


I am relieved to say that its been a few weeks and although the heartache is still there i feel a lot braver, much stronger and ready to tackle what comes my way. There are no fool proof ways to get better...just time and the right kind of support.

I don't know why things happened the way they did and i probably won't understand for a very long time. All I know is that life is out there waiting for me-it wouldn't be right for me to wallow and feel sorry for myself when in reality i am truly very blessed. sure I've had my hurdles but I survived and that makes me believe that I will get through this.

Gus-Gus-my french companion

I got it into my mind last year that i wanted a french bulldog. I had seen one on the dog whisperer and had fallen in love with that face....
by a small miracle i was able to locate a breeder and i put down my deposit for what was to become my ray of sunshine-Gus :)

I got him when he was 6 weeks old at the end of November last year. He was absolutely perfect....down to the black patch on one of his eyes. You could always hear him coming thanks to the breeds restricted breathing...he would sniff his way around the house and to be perfectly honest-it was endearing...i smiled every single time i heard him making his way around the kitchen.

Gus did not want to be put on a leash. He hated that leash with a vengeance. I even called in a "dog whisperer" to assist in training him and although that helped greatly with certain commands, the leash was never one of them. He had many habits-he would make himself completely flat and find his way under the chest in my room. As he grew bigger he wasn't able to fit which ended his secret hide out...much to his dismay. He liked to lie under cars which concerned me greatly...but the more i reacted the longer it took him to emerge :) he would lie on the persian carpet or on the tiles (if it was hot) with l leg sticking out behind him. There was no end to his cute habits...He was loved by everyone who met him and he was our other dog Lola's best friend. I could have not have hoped for a more amazing creature.

One of the saddest days of my life was the day my little Gus passed away. It was a complete accident and so unfortunate. I felt as though i would never get through it, as though my heart would always feel that broken. It has been two weeks and although the pain hasn't lessened, i am able to get through the day. Gus will always be in my heart and i will always cherish the memories of him. So much so that i have decided to get another french bulldog in the next few months. Not to replace him but to honour his memory. I pray i can put my love into this new bond and create wonderful memories that i never had a chance to with Gus.

My dedication is to my little friend Gus, the most stubborn, funny, entertaining and gorgeous dog i was blessed to have in my life xx