My husband buried her this afternoon but I wasn't there. He is planning on making her a headstone by this weekend. I need some closure but not this soon. I disposed of the pillows and towel that she has slept on the past week. They were in rough shape from the smell. Everytime I go in my laundry room, I still look for her and make sure I don't step on her because she couldn't hear or see.
I'm sure she is giving me a big thank you right now but I have to get through these next hard few days.
She cried all morning and kept trying to poop. That is the last I remember of her. When I petted her and loved on her this morning, she was terrified and did not want me touching her. I should feel relieved to know she is much better off and I do to some extent. I just MISS HER!!! |