Last Monday, we decided it was time to put Sid to sleep. She was obviously uncomfortable and had pretty much stopped eating. Her bulging belly made it almost impossible for her to lay down and sleep and you could tell the joy had left her eyes. My brain still burns with memories of the vet visit, and the image of Lori and I walking to the car carrying an empty collar and leash.
Now, the house seems quiet. There’s no more clicking of toenails on the wood floor. No more waking up at 6am to go outside and no more barking at the mailman or garbage man.
Everytime the wind bangs the backdoor my insides jump, thinking it’s Sid knocking to come inside. Everytime a piece of food hits the floor I have to stop myself from whistling for her. After spending the week walking by her dog dishes I finally packed them away last night.
It’s been a pretty depressing week adjusting to life without our girl. She was a great dog, and can never be replaced.
Yensid Cramer (1997 - 2006)
I’ve still put off grieving … I’ve had almost no time to deal with it. Sweet little girl… I’ll miss her. I’m glad that you put pictures of her around your house, especially at Charlie’s statesments of, “I miss Sid.”