Goodbye, my Keiss . . .

After posting this topic I have been unable to come back and read what everyone has posted, until this morning. I certainly am humbled with the numbers that have stopped in and also commented. Over the years I have read many of these posts, of those that have experienced a similar loss and the grief that followed. I never missed reading any of them, as this sharing has guaranteed that we are people, with feelings and wanting to share with others that have an intertwined interests. Thank you all for allowing me to share this personal side of my life and loss. I am forever grateful for your thoughts and comments. My lifestyle is unique, to many, and having a dog to share my days and life is and was invaluable. The loss of this miniature Welcoming Committee, anytime I arrived home, is now greatly missed. While Keiss was the 4th Scotty I have had, the first one appeared as a Christmas present in 1963, in addition to the Lab I had for 15 years too. All of these dogs provided great relief and comfort and I experienced great loss when it was their time, too. What makes Keiss very different, this time, is the fact I am retired and traveling alone and it has been just Keiss and I, these last 14 years. The lack of his noise is now deafening, within the walls of my Camper.

I am humbled by your thoughts and comments. I know Keiss was happy to have met many of you, as I traveled this country. While he was not the type to run and jump all over you. In fact he was often aloof and just walked by you. His attention and love was always present, especially to those small children he especially loved. Wherever I was, reading in a chair or standing and talking with someone, he could be found lying beside me, often with his head on my foot. Or sitting and listening patiently to the conversation I was having with someone. Sometimes he would give his small yelp, to signal we needed to move along and for me to stop talking.

Thank you, everyone.

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(bryan)