Two legs, 4 legs, 6, legs, 8 legs...no matter how many legs, hearts or eyes they may have; if they're family you hold dear to your heart, NEVER EVER EVER let a day go by without showing them in one way or another that they're loved dearly.
I, along with my neighbours who she belonged to, just lost my little sister of 14 years tonight after she was hit by a truck. The most amazing dog I've ever known and the last time I get to see her is dying in my hands on the way to the vet.
My heart is in a million pieces right now and every single one of them can't feel a thing.
After coming back home from getting to the vet, where she had already passed on and received many hugs and kisses on the way, I washed her blood out of the street, walked back home and brown paper bagged half a bottle of Jager -- my choice drink of memorializing loved ones -- I walked down to the lake and finished most of it off, pouring the rest in the lake off the dock, howled deeply at the half moon and walked back home where I now write this w/ remnants of tears in my eyes, the pounding in my head that only a good cry can invoke, and a stick on which I will carve the name of Shadow, who will never be able to play fetch ever again </3
I'm gonna take a week or two off to fully deal w/ this, so I'll see you all later this month when I'm not so broken and empty.