When this life is over, I will have no memories of my late dog. Except for some cool haikus in my haiku book and some fiction for kids about pets.

So I honour his memory while I still can and give offerings to his altar shrine where Tummo and Shakyamuni are also holding a place.

This photo is Hardy with whiskey, around beginning april, a month before whiskey's passing. i have been closer to all my pets than most other people in my life. Tummo holds a very special place in my boddhissatva's pantheon. I was extremely inpsired by her when hubby lost his mind in 2015. I felt her gaze was protecting me and calming hubby down. I have asked to speak to her and whiskey in my bardo. Om mani peme hung