Milk-Bone Mourning

Cherishing the Grandmother-Granddog relationship, Grandma, with each of her visits, would fetch a Milk-Bone from the oversized box in her backseat and present it to Frolic. Gently taking her gift, Frolic would politely trot off a respectful distance to enjoy her bone as she held it between crossed paws. After Grandma’s death, however, Frolic refused any offering of these treats, thus exhibiting her mourning through Milk-Bone abstinence. Finally, after a year or so, Frolic ceremoniously marked the end of her sorrow as she indulged herself with a Milk-Bone. I mark that day as our collective move from grieving to healing.