Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Loch Lomond

Today is the saddest day of my life.  I shall surely die of a broken heart, my tail never to wag again.  Yesterday my  human was furiously busy house cleaning.   A most unusual pursuit for her.  Then it happened.  The suitcase was laid open and many items began to fill it.  I stayed close to her, watching her every move. Today she did not go to work.  The suitcase and other bags were packed into the car and I was handed this note:
15 September, 2015
My Dearest Hamish,
The thought of telling you in person was too unbearable.  I am so sorry to do it this way, but I couldn't face the tragedy behind your eyes were I to give you the news in person.  I am flying to Scotland this evening.  And I will be away for the next 12 days.
See I tried so hard to get you a visa, but the shots and expense required were too great.  Instead I am taking the cut-out in your glorious kilted image, to share your rugged scruffiness with the Scots as best I can.  I will write often and take many pictures.
Judy is coming later to look after you and your sister.  She has many extra treats.  It breaks my heart also that we cannot take this trip together but I know in your heart you will find  a way to forgive me. 
Look after Nessarose.  She is simple minded and she does not understand.  Look for me the afternoon of the 27th. I love you always.
Yours in absentia,
What could I do but bay mournfully at the heavens.  My heart ripped from my body and bloodied all over the kitchen floor.  I had no choice but to suck my feet vigorously and hide under the sofa.  Alas....She is really gone.
This photograph arrived not 1 hour ago
I await my demise.  Farewell to all my adoring fans. May I live long in your memories
"You take the High Road and I'll take the Low...
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
For me and my true love shall never meet again
on the Bonnie Bonnie banks of Loch Lomond...."

1 comment:

  1. Dearest Hamish, please tell Leah we miss her at the gym - I'm sure not nearly as much as you do, hopefully you do not have a sense of time as to how long she is gone. We all hope upon hope for her quick recovery, we were all so sad as to how her long awaited trip turned out. We will see her soon. Written by Liz from Pilates class at HHWC