When Laurie Anderson’s piano-playing dog Lolabelle died, Laurie was devastated. But she poured her grief into helping other musical pets, organising film screenings and concerts for dogs.
When Laurie performed in Sheffield, in 2012, she told us that whenever a loved one dies, their life-force does not disappear. Instead it resounds among those who loved them, inspiring them to be better beings, live larger lives, and to offer help to others.
I try to make Mycoleum Mind about ideas, not about myself, but last time it was all about my troubles. I was moved by all of the replies I got. Thank you!
Since then, things have been improving. Until yesterday, when they got much worse…
After a short illness, our beloved Old English Sheepdog Molly died, aged 10. Molly had been with us for 2 years, after being rehomed by the Dog’s Trust. Needless to say, we are gutted. But Molly’s life-force is still with us.
If you are able, please help us honour Molly’s memory by saving a human life 🙏
Mourn the dead and fight like hell for the living – Epigraph to Mrs Death Misses Death by Salena Godden
Every morning, when I rise, I sing this song, by lovely Tim Dalling. It helps.
Laurie Anderson is awesome, isn't she!
Last Thursday I called in my kids to say goodbye to my 20 year old Cat, Nelson. He was lying on a blanket hardly able to walk, only able to take the odd sip of water and skinny as a rake.
Today I'm thinking of renaming him Lazarus because he back to his bastard-cat best self.
I shocked myself by how emotional I got when I thought I was losing him.
So my heart really goes out to you, Gill and all of Molly's human family. RIP Molly. Xx