About Marley & Me…
I finally built up the courage to see this one. Yesterday made 2 years since I put Figaro down. :
It came out on Christmas day here, and I met another disabled lady with a service dog at the theater the day before. That next day was her birthday, and she had also had to put down a service dog, she was coming back to see it…we wept in the aisles together. That was about all I could do then, so saddened by it. I waited, thinking I would never go see this movie.
However, I did. Funny how I grieve for animals and not people? I keep being given assurance that God sends animals to heaven too…Biblical references or something…but I just feel like they should live forever! 
Anyway… the movie needed MORE of “Marley” imo. (But then, I always want more of the animal in the picture..more of Devereau, more of..you get the picture) So one doesn’t really become attached to the dog. And while I had read that the dying scene was way too long by some critic, it wasn’t. It was mild actually.
What got to me was my own remembrance of putting Figaro down at the vet’s. Of course, that was the reason I finally went to see this movie, since I’m still breaking up, my voice cracking whenever I speak about him to people I know… figured I’d go and have a catharsis and be done with it?
I did. I hope I’m somewhat done with the sadness now…and can celebrate what a great dog he was for me! We went through SO much together, him nearly always at my side.
Oh, did I mention I took Caleb with me to the theater? His first time! He was gem…I half expected it. When the end of the movie was about…and he seemed ready to leave too… but as I began to sob and go through the tissues, he put his front paws and head up on my lap…and then licked my tears. What a great dog. 
I haven’t told him yet that I signed us up for advanced training beginning Sunday. He’s had beginner, and service dog training, but I want more from him. I think he’s smart enough to be one of those “no leash necessary” type dogs.