It really doesn’t feel like tomorrow will be Thursday.. *sigh* I’m really trying not to think about it - if I think about it…. *sigh* I keep thinking that she is okay.. that it doesn’t have to be done.. but I’m wrong. I think the other dog knows.. he has just been different this summer. (not eating his favorite foods is just one example.)
Right now.. I feel like the 11/12 year old that stayed up all night sitting on the kitchen floor watching over her once.. (she was very sick as a puppy and the vet said if she lived through the night.. she would be get better.. so I stayed up to make sure.) A lot of things have changed in the past 14 years.. but right now.. I am back to that night.