They say there are stages that we go through when we experience the death of a loved one, being a pet or human. I started reading a book to help me through this, but the tears continue to fall. Ohh I know that after only 5 days now I am asking way to much to not cry… I feel this ache deep in my chest, that takes my breath away. Is it too much to say that I fell in love with this little dog? I don’t think so.
Sometimes I forget what he was like when he first came to me, I know he was in a lot of pain due to chronic ear infections, and as a result a deteriorating jaw… but he was full of life, and a little piss and vinegar too. I am having a hard time writing about him still. But I thought I would share a couple of pics of my little guy. I am using these to make a little tribute to him… but that is still a work in progress.