I'm trying to think of something joyful about which to write but we've had a death in our family and I just can't get into cheerful, observant or even smart ass mode yet.
Wednesday, we had to put down our sweetest boy, our best pal and loyal companion of 16 years. I'm over the sobbing uncontrollably stage now and working on overcoming the constant weepy-eye stage. We are keeping busy and talking about a new puppy come late summer or early fall.
I want to thank so many of you for the comforting and heartfelt emails and poems, the greeting cards and letters, the candles, the flowers and in general, all the love and compassion you have shown us. There are some friends with whom I didn't share the news. It just became more than I could bear to write about it one more time, to call with the news or to even run into you on the street. I've been keeping a very low profile so please don't be offended if I'm still not able to discuss it. Never fear, in a week or two, I'll probably be putting up a tacky pet memorial page or writing poems or something. Until then, I'll just keep laying low and trying to mend the hole in my heart. I know you will understand.