My boy Starsky left us this weekend for a new forster home.    What a brave boy he was......(honestly he didn't even seem to notice the difference)   Driving home the familar ache of goodbye sang its song in MY heart.   The car seemed empty without him.

As we entered the house, Hutch ran to the door and looked right past me as if to greet Starsky.     That was the extent of his looking.   He has not seemed sad or depressed.   I was expecting him to not eat...or something...(When my Golden passed, our little dog wouldn't eat for 3 days).

The first night without Starsky, Hutch didn't cry once.    I guess life does go on.....

Hutch has been wonderful on our walks.   He no longer pulls on his leash (unless we see a squirril :)   Matrix and Hutch have been tearing around the house as if it is the grand prix.....