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Originally Posted by Don Ro

I'll share what I wrote about two months after putting my first dog down.
My tribute to Augie:
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The moments in life are fleeting.
I will never again smell that provocative aroma that I knew as Augie...
never again will I look into those loving eyes.
Now I know why being in the Present is so important...
it's the most we can do to capture what is actual, what is real.
Yet even then, being in, and capturing, the present moment, the experience can leave as quickly as it arrives...
and the capture is ephemeral.
It's pure luxury to drink up those moments as they arrive and unfold...
unsettling as they fade, and agony when they are no longer to be.
Only memory, with its distant and faint touch, is left...
no more the pure form of Presence within the actuality of real experience...
Just memory...
and memory can only be a representation of the actual...of the real.
Such is life and its fleeting ways.

no words! wow.