Friday, May 30th, 2008
We picked up your remains the other night, Sunny. It was much harder than I had expected. While it does feel good knowing you’re home, I still cannot fathom that you’re actually gone. It’s been just over a week since you passed; I want to say I’m okay, but I’m not. They gave us a piece of paper with your paw print on it. It’s by far the sweetest thing. We cannot wait to be able to frame it and have another item to remember you by.
The hospital gave us a poem in your box. Your mom tried handing it to me the other night to read, but I just couldn’t do it. I felt bad pushing her away with it, but I just didn’t know how else to deal with these emotions. I don’t know if I hurt her by not reading it. I was just entirely filled with emotions that night. I haven’t been able to fully cope with what occurred. One day, I’m okay, the next, and I just break down. I’ve been trying to be there for your mother as much as possible, though. She misses you terribly. I miss you terribly. Macky misses you terribly, as well, even though he is standing right next to me shaking his paw up and down because his favorite ball is stuck within his paw. He’s crazy, I know.
We’ve put your remains on your little bed, right next to the “reserved for boo-boo” sign. It’s certainly comforting to know you’re resting in one of your favorite spots. Though, to be honest, I’m quite nervous that Macky will find a way to open your box and proceed to use you as his litter box.
Speaking of your brother, Macky and I have become quite good at playing fetch. He improves every day, and makes us think more and more each day that he’s actually a dog. We picked up a remote control mouse to keep him occupied while we’re trying to relax. So far, he loves it. Though, I do think he just misses being chased by you. Or just misses chasing you. Either way, he misses you. Mowie, on the other hand, just wants to eat. But what else is new.
Rest well, buddy. We miss you.
