Five weeks ago this afternoon I had to put down my 7 1/2 old lab mix Kasey, after a very short illness. He was well on Tuesday when we all went to bed, but by Wednesday night it was apparent he wouldn't last much longer. I at least thought I'd have a couple weeks, but on 2/16, most likely due to cancer, I had to kiss him goodbye and let him go.
It's been a very long 5 weeks. I've come to realize that I haven't really grieved fully and it's hit me in the last week or so. I become more emotional whenever I think or talk about him. It seems like I cry more. I feel like I'll forget him, what he looks like. His quirks. I so miss coming home to him. I think I took it so for granted that I am feeling the guilt again. It's not like he wasn't spoiled, but I didn't have the time for him this past year or so, with having kids. I am glad, however, that he was around for them to know - for what 15 month olds can understand. They do recognize his picture, but they don't understand anything past that. I named my dtr Erin Kasey after him. Makes me feel good to know that. I'll always have in in that way.
Any way, I miss you Roo Roo. I love you.
Mom