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Originally Posted by slk77  All,
As for the pain of losing Dior is still so strong but I have stopped crying when others asked. I have try to remember his sweet sweet face and the joy he provided me. I often wish the pit bull would of just bit me and Dior would be alive today.
I finally was able to travel to work ( to michigan from NY) and at least there is nothing in the hotel to remind me of the void in my heart but I still weep at night for him. I am heading home tomorrow and I am terrified of walking into my empty apt without him. My living room was his room and he own every space! His bed and play pen is still at same place and I am afraid to see it when I get home because he will never come back. AT least in the hotel I can pretend he is with my parents at their home. I had something to look forward to when thursday came ( I travel every other week).. thats when I traveled back to NY to be with him. But now... everything changed. Its unbearable to even think about it now.....
I try to comfort myself by remembering the great time we had when we go out for walks. He would always look back to me and make sure I am there. When others walk him and I would hide... he would stop walking to look for me. Thats how wonderful he was to me. He wanted to make sure I was there and never get left behind. The last memory of him was on that ill fated day.... we were sitting on the park bench and he was on my lap. We just watch the water calmly like nothing else mattered in the world. That image will always remain in my heart and mind... him and I forever sitting on the bench watching the sunset. Dior... I miss you so much! |
Sweety, the pain will never leave but it will lessen. I still miss my Lupie so much and I gaze at the beautiful picture my hubby made of her. She will always be looking down on me with those fabulously awsome eyes. She almost died once when we were visiting my sister. She had a wolf mix and warned me not to bring my little dauchsund. Lupie was on valium for seizures so I could not trust her to someone else. One day she was in the back yard with my hubby and the wolf mix was with me - there was a "fence" between us. Lupie saw me, headed through the fence and the wolf mix immediately grabbed her around the neck and started shaking. Michael lept the fence and with mommie mojo I grabbed the wolf mix by the jaws, pulled them open as my hubbie grabbed Lupie and ran to our truck. She had a deep puncture on her throat, but not life threatning. I would have died if Callie had killed her - but that was something I was warned about. I was prepared, you weren't. Don't blame yourself - please, we are all in this together. Pups never blame they only love.
Melissa and Rambeau (wish I had known my sister Lupie)