Rugby
Barb and Rugby
I'm 51 years old. I've never been married. My two daughters have grown up and started their own lives. To most people, I'm a nobody. I blend into the background and keep to myself. But for the past ten years, I've felt like the most important person - to my dog. If I have a headache, Rugby lays his head on my chest. If I walk through the door, I am immediately greeted by my dog. I took for granted how important my dog was. February 1, we had to put Rugby to sleep. I held my dog during his last breaths. It was then that I noticed changes. No one greeted me when I came home. When I had a headache, I was only comforted by solidarity. And I no longer feel like the most important person. I am now alone.