Thanks for the Dog?s perspective of losing a human. It caused me to stop and wonder about Wilbur?s (faithful Beagle fishing/hunting companion) reaction when I took off to the city for work and left him behind at my parent?s home. Then, when it was time to take him with me to the open country, arthritis and my Mom prevented him from going. However, he never missed a stroll down at the lake or letting the squirrels know that he was watching them raid Mom's bird feeders. Till this day, Wilbur?s and Mom?s ashes will nurture the ferns along the creek that they never had the chance to explore with me.