Thanks, Halo
She was a lovely girl, that Brittany named Halo. Patti loved her. And when Patti was sickest and becoming sicker still, Halo gave comfort and companionship and great affection. She was a great nurse in her own canine way. A car hit Halo yesterday and killed her. One wishes the Rainbow Bridge thing was real, although, in this case, in reverse.
FierceBaby
Just too sad.
Comment by La Rad — February 15, 2006 @ 2:33 pm
Oh this is too too sad. I almost feel I knew Halo, from staring at her photo for days while making her portrait pillow. This must be such a sorrow for the family, after all they’ve been through. I hope my Bogey is at the Bridge to greet Halo and show her the ropes. Jan
Comment by Jan Queijo — February 15, 2006 @ 2:42 pm
We all know Patti felt periods of terrible loneliness, and understandably (as if I’ve a clue, scratch that word), fear of the unknown. In the micro windows of time I spent with Patti and to the extent I ever felt I provided distance from that loneliness, I’d leave happy Halo was snuggled up next to her. In that setting, Emma’s joyful Halo hugs and Kate’s high-pitched Halo calls, always soothed me. And Peter’s constant mending of Halo’s fence and his protective admonishments, “Don’t be so loud! You’re too rough!” reminded me how much he, too, loved the dog. Halo was family.
Comment by michael — February 16, 2006 @ 10:02 am
And with Halo goes another small (not-so-small?) piece of Patti, in a year’s span that has been so hard for that family already … Makes my heart hurt, and I barely know them, or knew Halo. I hope she’s wearing her namesake now …
Comment by el Kib — February 16, 2006 @ 10:29 am
Halo was the last friend Patti made. I will always value her for her constant love.
Comment by homefront:waiting wife — February 16, 2006 @ 6:18 pm