*hugs* In two and a half hours, I can call the pet funeral home people to come pick up her remains.
I keep looking over at where she is, wrapped in Grandma's sweater and expecting her to poke her head out and give me that "WTF did you put me in this for?!!" Look.
I know. The hours after she passed just *flew* by. When I held her after she died, it felt like only a few minutes had passed, but by the time I finally brought myself to set her down, it had been more than half an hour.
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I keep looking over at where she is, wrapped in Grandma's sweater and expecting her to poke her head out and give me that "WTF did you put me in this for?!!" Look.
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Namaste.
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*hugs*
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Right now, I'm just trying to learn how to function again.
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I'm so sorry I wasn't around when you were going through this. I'll try to be online tonight. *hugs you again*
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