Third day of hell.
My dad says our other 2 dogs are looking for her. I told him to take them out back and let them sniff her grave. A good friend told me they kept their pets fur and let their dog sniff it, I think I will do the same with her bed. My dad is doing some landscaping around her grave today and when we get back in a few days, I am ordering a granite grave marker etched with her image. It's going to be
really hard to walk through that door and not have her so excited to see us that she is whimpering, bringing us her toy.
Then there are the little things you
have to accept aren't going to happen anymore...
-having your legs licked when stepping out of the shower
-being woken up with her face in yours staring at you with those big round pretty eyes
-pulling my husbands pants down when we are playing around
-laying on her back and rubbing her face with her paws
-being grumbled at when I go get her after she tries to escape during a grooming
-running into the back of my legs when she follows so close
-humping the cats
-the back leg stretch while walking
-the vocal yawn
-hanging her upper body in the toilet for a drink especially after a flush
-those eyebrows and lashes
-sitting in the dining room watching the front door when we are in the back of the house to protect us