A few weeks ago we drove three hours to northern Vermont. We never had the chance to mourn Bambi due to my illness and our move. I found the Dog Chapel in St. Johnsbury. It was built by Stephen Huneck, the artist known for the paintings that hang in most vets’ offices.
We thought we would have closure. All we did was blubber more. A few miles later, we pulled over the car and remembered Bambi as we stood next to Echo Lake. It was beautiful and fitting. (Maui had a blast drinking from the stream.) We’ll always love our sweet Bambi. There will never be another like her.
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