The inevitable. That which (according to the Oxford and other dictionaries) is certain to happen; unavoidable.

I started thinking about the inevitability of the circle of life this morning when – through tears – I read an email from our friend Chuck about the passing of his beloved Ol’ Boo Trevor (a very handsome and well-loved Collie). Then I cuddled Bella and Beary to me and cried into their fur.

Someone once said to me that dogs are like children who we only get to enjoy the company of until they are teenagers, then it is inevitable that they leave us.

That doesn’t stop us taking them into our lives and families and loving them with all we have. In fact, maybe that is what makes us love them so fiercely? We are trying to fit a human lifetime of love into that too-short number of years.

Some people believe our pets go to Heaven, some to Rainbow Bridge. I’m not religious at all, but when I look into my beautiful Bubba’s eyes, or those of my beloved mutts, I can’t help but believe in something greater than all of us. Some greater being at work that creates such perfection.

I do, however, believe in guardian angels. Some guardian angels (like my Daddy) have wings and 2 legs, others (like Rufus, my beloved childhood border collie) have wings and 4 legs.

Wherever Trevor is now, I’ve had a chat to my guardian angels to look out for him, and to send your 2-and 4-legged family our love from far away.

Thank you for sharing your beautiful collies with us. Especially your Ol’ Boo.