This is probably the hardest post I’ve written. My darling little scrappy charmer passed last night at about 10pm. I’m trying to be strong for my husband’s sake, but it is so very hard. He was Craig’s “Emotional Support Dog” and filled a important role for Craig.
Here in a little bit, I’ll start gathering up all the many things we had in the house for Odie. Somethings, like his stroller, I’ll find a friend who needs it. Other things will be thrown away because they carry his scent.
We’ve found a pet crematorium that will take care of that for us. They do things in a very dignified manner. Thankfully they are close by the SPCA so we can leave Odie’s food, treats and other things with them for donation to the SPCA on Monday.
On the way home, we stopped by Ted and Carol’s house where they consoled us and listened quietly as we remembered our baby. That was something we desperately needed. Now that we are back home, we’ll struggle on, and force ourselves to get out for walks and bicycle rides. The last thing Odie would want for be for us to go back to sitting all day long.
Thank you for listening to my ramble. I needed this more than you could know.
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