I haven’t decided where yet. Probably my side, since she used to stand there when I was trying to sleep in that annoying/adorable way of hers.
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Mourning the loss of my four-pawed BFF.
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I JUST FOUND THIS
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BAWWWWWWWW
I miss her ;_;
Today she was busy washing the dishes so I fed them instead. As I was measuring out how much dried food to give them, it occurred to me that this is the first time I’ve fed them since Holly died. I’m so used to putting in a 100g serving for the four of them and it just hit me as I looked at the number ‘100’ on the measuring cup and the ‘75’ below it that I’ll never give them a serving that size again.
It’s the silly little things like this that remind me of her and tell me I’m not over her in the slightest.
I was copying files from my memory card when I found a bunch of photos of Holly.
Sigh.
consultingasshole replied to your photo: Holly Marshall, 21st April 1998 - 28th January…
You have a four pawed guardian angel now. Again, so sorry for your loss. :(
It’s really nice to think of it that way. Thank you, Stella. Thank you so much.
Holly Marshall, 21st April 1998 - 28th January 2012
You were the best four-legged friend a person could ever hope to meet. Heck, the best friend of any variety if you ask me. I love you and I’ll miss you.
Holly’s getting worse. The lump on her head’s gotten bigger, she doesn’t seem to be eating as much and she’s taken to pacing around the room in circles the past couple of days. I’ve been letting her sleep with me because to be perfectly honest I’m terrified that this might be the end; she’ll lie there snuggled under my arm at night quite happily for hours until she suddenly springs up and starts pacing again, stumbling from time to time as she goes. Worse than that is when she finally settles back down next to me and sits there twitching.
I’m really, really scared. How the hell am I supposed to deal with it if something happens to her?
I thought last time that maybe things had worked out, that maybe she would be okay… The vet didn’t seem to think it was anything urgent and just told us to keep an eye on her and see if things got worse. Things did get worse—and fast. Now I’m just terrified all over again that I’m going to lose her.
