Dear Friends,
It has been two days since my Skipper died, and I am still feeling very depressed. This morning I really felt the house was empty. Skipper was always in the kitchen with use when we made coffee. We would then take a tour of the yard, look at the gardens and sit on the deck. My husband feels it too. He said it is like we are going through the motions but it just does not feel right. It's amazing how you take for granted your babies being with you.
I find myself remembering her as a puppy, when she was so small she could run around one couch cushion, and when she dug a huge hole in the garden and could not wait to show me what she had done. I think of the time I hurt my back and she was with me while I was recovering, on my bed the entire time. I would always cuddle with her when I was sick and she always made me feel better.
I am worried about my other dog, Shelby. She is really feeling the loss too. She still looks for Skipper, and goes and sits where she is buried. She does not want to leave my side as she knows I am hurting. I know I need to get another companion for her soon, but right now I am not ready.
I have to leave for a business trip tomorrow morning, and frankly I am not sure I am up to it. I just want to get into bed and put the covers over my head and forget the pain. But like all of you I will have to go on and put on the brave, nothing is wrong face, even though inside I feel terrible.
I am attaching a picture of Skipper from last summer - I love this because she is smiling. She loved her yard!
Nancy
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