The day after...

Posting for Sunday, February 24th, 2013

Last night we tried to go to bed early because of the long, grueling day we had had yesterday and neither of us were able to fall right to sleep.  Every time I tried to close my eyes, I saw Sasha.  I tried to count sheep, I tried playing on my phone, I tried smooching with Pepper, etc.  Nothing worked.

I had to take some Tylenol Pm to help me sleep.  I then read a couple of chapters of my book and then crashed.  Until Tedster decided I needed to get up and feed him.  To say the routine of my mornings were changed forever is an understatment.  The cloud of sadness was hanging over me as soon as my feet hit the floor. 

 I go out of my bedroom door, let the dogs out (today it was only Baby), then I proceed to feed Teddy, then go to the front door to let the dogs in and give them their bones.  Something was missing.  Baby feels it too.  She has been kind of mopey today.  She lost her constant companion, her sister.  She doesnt understand it, why Sasha isn't here and why she isn't coming home.  It's because she was in pain and didn't want her to suffer any longer Baby.  Wish I could say this to her and make her understand.

It will be 2 years, April 21st, 2013 that Angel had to be put to sleep, our cat of 14 years.  This is the hardest part about owning and LOVING pets.  We have beautiful memories, and pictures of our beloved pets. 

Who would have thought that I would miss Sasha as much as I do?  I loved her but she wasn't "my" dog.  But this hole in my heart is deep and I am mourning the loss of Sasha.....I don't regret the decision of ridding her of her pain that she had to live with for so long, and I wouldn't keep her around for selfish reasons.  I believe in doing what is best for the animals. 

There is an empty place in our hearts and in our home for sure.  No one will ever fill the void for any of our pets that are now running around in doggie and kitty cat heaven......