Today my dog died…
And I had no idea it would be so hard. Ernie has been a part of our family for more than eight years. We got him on Treska’s ninth birthday he was so tiny and, well let’s just say, he wasn’t planned! We took one look at brought him home. Surprise!
And we became a dog family. I was initiated. It was my first dog, my daughters’ first dog and Falko’s first REAL dog. His own, sozusagen!
And he’s been with us ever since. And he died today of Cancer – quick. Painless – I hope. And so loved.
And man it hurts SO badly. Hard to admit it. I have had a lot of hard grief this year. Death. And I know we have more to come. So I wasn’t expecting my dog to bring me down so deeply. But we are all in it together and he had the sweetest last night.
Falko slept with him on the floor all night. He spooned him. Like his very first night with us. Ernie cried and whimpered throughout his first night with us – he was separated from his mom and was scared. Falko got down on the shiny tiles with him and cuddled him. Falko loves telling the story. “Ernie was on a pillow under our bed, so little he didn’t even indent it!
The girls lay with him last night and this morning, stroked him. We fed him bacon and steroids while he could still eat. Dropped water into his mouth and waited for his appointment.
Man. Man oh man.