Three months ago, we were getting ready to celebrate your 14th birthday. Yes, that is pretty old for a dog...about 98 years, but you sure did not act like a 98 year old woman.
You had your good days and you had your bad days, but they were mostly good. You loved to go outside and lay in the hot sun. You loved to run around the backyard. You especially loved to lay in the corner in the middle of the yellow Iris's.
Those have become my favorite flower...
You hind legs were getting tired...probably arthritis, but you didn't seem to be in much pain. Your hearing was not what it use to be, but one good thing about that, you didn't get scared, anymore, when we would have one of our major thunderstorms we get quite frequently here in Louisiana. Your eyesight was not what it use to be, but you still could see me, and always got excited whenever I came into the room.
Because your hind legs were weaker, you could not longer jump on the couch or the bed, but I would sometimes lift your 50 pound body to sit our lay next to me. I remember the Sunday before you got really sick, snuggling up close to you at the foot of our bed. We laid there for a long time. I knew then, that you didn't have much time with me. I wanted that moment to last forever.
I miss your snuggles, I miss you smelling my breath. You seem to do that a lot. I miss you greeting me with excitement when I come home. I miss your smile...yes, you had a cute smile. I miss your sassiness whenever your water bowl was empty or food was gone. And yes, I even miss getting up at 3 a.m. to let you out to do your business.
It has been 2 months, 4 days and 8 hours since you crossed over the rainbow bridge.
Will I ever get over you being gone?....I don't think so.
Soon after you left me, I left to visit with my daughter and her family in Virginia. With your dad working a shutdown and 90+ hour weeks, and the quarantine, it was hard to be here, all alone, without your companionship.
Then I came home to pack and leave again to visit two of our boys...one in Colorado and one in Utah.
Now I'm back home again, and oh so very lonely.
I think of you all the time....
I miss you more than I can say....
Some may say I'm silly, and that I need to get over it, but I can't.
I want you to know, my dearest Sox, that I am trying to be good so that I can be with you again when my time is up hear on earth.
Sox Anna Carter
23 May 2006 - 16 June 2020
