I have known about Nigel Buggers for years. He was a greyhound that made me laugh and he pulled off capers that only he could do. He’s quite famous in greyhound world. A few months ago, he made his final journey to the rainbow bridge. I don’t think there was a dry eye anywhere. We all cried for Nigel and for his dad Neil. Although many of us understood his grief, grief is a personal journey that we all must take.
Several weeks ago, Neil asked for a photos of our own dogs in a laying down position. I submitted Skirvee (third from the right) and then forgot all about it. That is until the day Neil posted this on Facebook.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart Neil. This is beautiful and I know Skirvee was honored to be on couch with Nigel.
Shortly after Nigel passed away, it became apparent that the hardest part of the healing process was not going to be dealing with my own grief – instead, I was heartbroken for his pack mates as I witnessed the confusion and depression that set in after he was gone. It was our first time losing a dog in the context of a large pack, and in an attempt to make them (and myself) feel better, I tried to explain.
I told them that Nigel was in a better place – a place where everyone is friendly and happy. A place where the treat jar is never empty, and the sofa goes on forever.
Did they understand? Probably not. Was I deluding myself? Perhaps. But I would like to believe that each and every one of our dearly departed hounds do find their way to that great big sofa in the sky. After all, what would Greyhound heaven be without a couch?
There were just under one thousand pictures submitted for this project, each of them with heartfelt sentiments that resonated strongly with each of us. I would like to express sincere gratitude to all who shared – please know that I would have fit all of your dogs in to this if I could. Thank you for opening your hearts and sharing their stories with all of us.