How strange it is that you’ve now been gone two weeks. It feels like a lifetime has passed but also I swear I was only giving your head a scratch this morning.
You’ll be pleased to know that there were plenty of people saddened to hear that you had gone – some you knew personally and some who knew you via Twitter and Instagram! You always had such a way of buttering people up and making them love you – you’d have made a fantastic politician if you had been born a human.
The transition from you being around to you not being here was made easier by the fact you weren’t your same old self in your last weeks. You were growing tired and we were seeing less and less of your true personality. Leaving for work that morning was heartbreaking as I stroked your head for what I knew would be the last time but I think our final moments were as perfect as they could be.
I had a funny moment today when the thought popped into my head that I couldn’t wait to get home and have a cuddle with you. It wasn’t Rolo or Prue’s face that appeared in my mind, it was yours and, for a moment, I truly forgot that you wouldn’t be there any more. I’m not crying like I was in the days afterwards – there are tears flowing now but that’s forgivable – and the pain of saying “I have two dogs” instead of three is getting easier, though I still need to correct myself quite often.
All that’s left to say is thank you, Thank you for being such a unique and irreplaceable animal and for being such a big part of my life. Thank you for all the hugs and the kisses, for providing me with lots of laughs and entertainment and for being such a smooth little charmer of a dog.
We all miss you so much.
Your loving owner,