I’m back from my cruise (more on that later) but came home to find our fourteen year old miniature schnauzer, Sabra wasn’t feeling well. Intially we thought maybe she’d just missed us, but within two days I took her to the vet to discover she was in congestive heart failure. We had to tell her goodbye.
As crazy as it sounds, I don’t think I’ve ever known real grief before. I’ve thought about it, written about it, but this was the first time I think I really experienced it.
Sabra had such personality that I didn’t realize how much she filled the house with her energy, how much she made my husband and I laugh and how addicted I’d become to her very presence in the house.
It has been a quiet, sad house for the last week, but each day is a little better. I never dreamed how the absence of a furry friend could be felt so deeply. I now know grief.
Anyway, just wanted to get that off my chest. In the next couple of days I’m planning on blogging about our first cruise! We had so much fun we booked another!
Take care and happy reading!