I have something to admit it. You might see it as slightly pathetic. I see it as a loss. I feel very lonely since Marshmallow died. I didn’t even realize what I was feeling until my daughter left for the night and came back. It wasn’t because she was gone, as silly as it sounds, it’s when she came home. My Zoey missed her and wanted to be with her. So she spent time with my daughter, so sweet. I…
His ashes came separate from his urn. A meltdown. I knew that this error would make the process of getting his ashes emotionally more difficult. I was correct. Years ago, when I lost Boomer, I never saw his ashes. https://multipleexperiences.org/2017/01/04/boomer-came-home/. The urn was closed and I still have no idea how to even open the box. I didn’t know what to expect. It wasn’t ashes. It was like gravel and small rock like pebbles.  Jusr holding that in my…
I got a package yesterday from the pet memorial place. I was certain it was the urn for my Marshy with his ashes and paw prints. I actually went downstairs to the guard booth to pick it up myself. I didn’t want it sitting there. I was already anxious and upset. These were what was left of my sweet boy. I opened the box and the urn, while pretty, was larger than I expected. It was also light, too light….
I don’t really know what to write. My heart is so heavy from the loss of my Marshmallow. I’ve stopped crying spontaneously but my heart hurts so much. Going to bed is the hardest part. Marshy was my one dog that ALWAYS slept touching me. Normally he slept under the blankets by my feet. As he got warm under there he’d come out and sleep on the blankets at my feet. This back and forth would go on all night…
I belong to three Facebook groups for dogs. One of them is English bulldogs and two are for French bulldogs. Anytime I see something posted about someone losing a dog, I always try to write. I completely understand and remember the pain of losing Boomer, my English Bulldog, over 3 years ago. When I lost my Marshmallow I posted it on one of the sites. I never realized how much those posts could actually bring a little comfort until it…
Still struggling with making the right call on my Marshy’s death. I questioned why nothing showed up in his bloodwork, urine or stool taken 6 weeks ago. I biopsies a lump on his side and I questioned a strange growing skin tag. How is he gone six weeks after his annual that he was fine at? My vet called me this morning explaining that cancer is different in dogs. There are some very aggressive cancers that can happen within weeks….
I’m writing this after a horrible evening at the emergency vet. Marshmallow breathing was becoming so labored as the weekend went on. By this morning he wouldn’t eat anything but a few pieces of chicken. I was going to wait until Monday to bring him to our vet but I actually was scared he wouldn’t make it. I was convinced he had a pneumonia. Just like I thought when my Boomer fell ill. I was wrong with him and I…
I’m very concerned about my Marshmallow. He is over 11 years old now and lately he’s not eating well. I’ve tried mixing many different things into his food, including his favorite, peanut butter. He might eat a few bites but then walks away. I can get him to eat a little more by feeding him each piece hand by hand. What starts at 8:30!with a 1/2 cup of food sometimes isn’t finished until 2:30. Then it starts all over again…
Well sometimes my MS issues lead to funny outcomes. I got my mom to bake Mandel Bread. These are cookies very similar to biscottis. It is one of those recipes passed down through the family for a long time. It use to be so hard to get the dough mixed so we never made them often. Then mom got this great mixer and she can make them in record time. After she cleaned every closet and draw in the house…
I woke up early today. I feel good, rested and ready to start the day. I wake up every morning happy. How can I not? The first thing I see are smiles My Plakie Humpty Dumpty dolls I’ve collected all my life. They always make me feel happy. Then I have my Zoey who is cuddled up next to me. She’ll stay sleeping until she senses any movement from me and then her eyes are wide open. Marshy is usually…
