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Originally Posted by Dudley's Mom  I think I am losing my mind. I was sitting here and my little puppy Mickey went out the door and wouldn't come in. I shut the door and waited about 10 seconds and opened it and up the stairs he came. My room mate says "Oh he is just like someone else I know." I just lost it. She was talking about Dudley but didn't want to say his name. It sent me into a deep depression that I can't seem to shake. How can people think that it is kinder to never say the name of my baby? I haven't forgotten him for a second. Please people, talk and let me talk about Dudley so that I know he stills lives in our memories. It is so important to me that people understand how I feel. Is that too much to ask? Thank you for letting me vent. |
A lot of times we just don't know what to say when a friend is dealing with such grief. I'm sure I have said dumb things like that and I have had them said to me too.
Can you tell us some more about Dudley? What's the one thing you love most about him? What was his favorite thing to do? Did he have a favorite spot to hang out? Was he a barker or a love-bug? Or both? Can you tell us a funny story about him?