10/10/2025
                                            There simply would never be a “right time” for me to get another dog after losing Harlow. 
This decision wasn’t taken lightly and I have a lot of feelings on the matter - unlike any other - I guess maybe a mix of guilt, new love, grief and everything in between all rolled into one. 
I live and breathe dogs. It’s inevitably something we all knew would happen. Possibly it’s too soon in someone else’s opinion, and honestly, it’s still too soon for me, but my dogs have a purpose, and I have big plans for this little girl, albeit far sooner than I planned. 
The thought of Harlow hasn’t left my mind since I decided to bite the bullet and reserve this pup. On the drive there and back, I shed more than a few tears and there hasn’t been a dry eye since. 
I cry for Harlow, whilst finding joy in her, I simply can just picture his face when I brought her home - “another one?”. 
I feared I would resent her, and possibly had made the worst decision I ever could, but as I am reminded time and again, I have so much love to give, and yet not a single ounce is taken away from the love I still have and always will for Harlow. 
When she whines, I can hear him howl along with her. When shes naughty, I wonder how she will grow to be without him as her role model and teacher - as all my dogs before her have had the pleasure of. 
I don’t think a “right time” exists. Life happens in strange ways, things happen to guide and teach us. 
Posting this is something I haven’t taken lightly either, not for fear of judgement, but for the sake that it is then something I cannot take back, it’s real and shes here - Without a single part of regret towards her, but more that I don’t want to take away from him, or do him an injustice. 
Grief is a journey, a new puppy will not help you heal or take away from your loss, but it will show you that you deserve to be forgiving towards yourself, and allow yourself to love another being, whilst experiencing all the highs, lows and firsts l all over again. 
Piglet, welcome home baby girl. Raya is besotted. Harlow would be seething about sharing his Mumma until you managed to win him over like Duchess. You have a lifetime of adventures to enjoy, like the best boy before you did.                                        
 
                                                                                                     
                                                                                                     
                                         
   
   
   
   
     
   
   
  