I know that many of you were impressed with the online memory page that my vet set up. I was too. Now they've gone a step further. They've made a donation in Freeway's memory to the University of Guelph veterinary college. I am shocked that they would do that, but so so grateful. I don't know how much it was, but really it doesn't matter. All they wanted to do was honor my boy and to ensure that aspiring animal doctors would get the education they needed. It is an act of love and kindness that you won't see at most vet offices.

I got thru the 4 week anniversary on Monday without too much difficulty. I was working until 4am so really I didn't have much time to think about it. Worked 12 hours yesterday as well until 1am. Because I wasn't home, no one told me my grandma was coming to stay for a few days with her dog... I got up, took a shower and was sitting here checking my email... When I hear a dog bark.. I knew it wasn't my Freeway, that it was Homer... the barks are so distinct.. however for a split second my heart jumped and I somehow believed there has been a miracle, he's come home. How silly of me. I believe in miracles but that is one no one can bring forth, unless my life is a soap opera which sadly it's not. I have 2 and a half hours before I have to head back to work and I can see it being a long few hours.. keeping busy has done me some good, but now I am exhausted both mentally and physically and not dealing so well with having another dog here. I even called him Freeway. I just wish it would stop hurting so bad.. I had a dream last night that there was an accident at work and I died... and was reunited with him... I'm 23 years old, I don't want to die yet.. I want to get married and have kids and experience life... but oh what a sweet dream it was...