It’s almost been a week since the Chili Dawg crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Finchy and I miss him very much. The two of us are lost souls wandering the house. Finchy is the whining one, and I am the crabby one. Noah didn’t take his passing so well- on Wednesday the stress over everything that happened took its toll on him and I received a call from day care that he was throwing up but didn’t have a fever. Poor kid 🙁 I left school and he, Juliana, Finchy and I spent the rest of the day together at home.
The hardest time for me is at night time. Chili Dawg and I would snuggle together on the couch, bed, or at the end on the floor. Finchy doesn’t know what to do either. Last night he climbed up on the couch with me and later came under the covers with me.
Today the temperature is in the 60’s and it’s windy. If Chili Dawg were here, he would be outside with his head in the wind and his fur and ears blowing, being “beautiful”. It’s days like these that I notice his absence even more. I miss you Chili Dawg.