I said early on I wanted this blog to be a blog full of ideas and not complaints. The focus is supposed to be my classroom and things I create or see that I want to try or use in it. However, sometimes life just happens. Late Friday night, my sweet little dog Paisley died. She threw up Thursday night, but we thought it was something she had gotten into while we weren't home. I fed her after she threw up that night and she ate and she drank. My husband fed her the next morning and she ate all of her food then, too.
Anyway, I had the 5th Grade Play Friday night, so after it was over and all of the props were put away, I called home to check on her. My husband said she wasn't eating or drinking. I didn't think much of it since she can be stubborn sometimes and I knew she ate that morning. When I got home, my other little dog Bella met me at the door, but Paisley didn't come. When I walked into the living room, she came right to me. I held her for awhile and she just laid her head on my shoulder. She followed me around while I got ready for bed. She wasn't quite herself, but I figured she'd snap out of it and be back to normal Saturday morning. I decided to stay on the couch with her in case she wanted water or food. Around an hour later, I woke up to a thump. I felt for her on the floor thinking she just fell off the couch (It wouldn't be the first time), and she was just gone. One minute she was alive and the next she wasn't.
All of that said, I haven't been in the greatest of moods the last few days. If you have a pet, I'm sure you get it. She was my kid. She loved me when I felt completely unlovable. She'd always meet me at the door wagging her tail even on the days that I didn't deserve it. I think more than anything I miss her snuggling up next to me and I miss her burying herself into my towel on the bathroom floor every morning. What a start to a Thanksgiving break, huh?
I'm still not quite up to par, but feeling sorry for myself isn't going to get me anywhere or make it better. I know I don't owe an explanation, but I haven't missed blogging this many days in a row since I started my blog. So, please hang in there with me while I find my new normal.
I'm so sorry to hear about your sweet dog! Will be praying for you!
ReplyDeleteThanks Laura... today has been a little better. She was definitely a big part of our family.
DeleteI can't even imagine how I would feel if something happened to my dog, Molly. She is my world. Was your dog old? From your description, it sounded like she was perfectly normal and healthy. I am so worried something will happen to my dog Molly, so when she acts the least bit out of the ordinary, I panic. I love her so much. I'm so sorry to hear about your dog. :-(
ReplyDeleteThank you. She was a little over 7 years old. We got her 6 months after we got married, so in a lot of ways she was our child. She wasn't perfectly healthy, but I definitely didn't think she was anywhere near death. She had slowed down a little, but she typically was still her crazy self.
DeleteFortunately, we have another little dog named Bella. She's stuck pretty close to me the last few days. Our assistant principal found her on the side of the road in the middle of a Georgia snowstorm. When we got her she was all bones and didn't have any hair from lack of nutrition. Now, she's a little butterball :)
It's been a tough few days, but having her has definitely made it a little easier and has kept me from being so lonely. The worst part is every few hours she will wonder around the house like she's looking for Paisley.