Friday, April 20, 2007
It's been a week...
Last Friday was very craptacular in the life of Eight Sun. My poodle, Precious, which I'd had since I was seven or eight years old, died. I don't cry much, but I was so inconsolable, I had to call in to work that morning. It was early. Around 6:00 a.m. when she died. I noticed when I got home from work the night before, she was breathing heavily. I knew something was wrong, but my parents insisted that she'd swallowed a hairball or something. If only it HAD been a hairball. Either way, I carried her into my mom's room and told her I thought she was dying. After setting with her in the living room for a while, I took her back to bed. She was lying on my leg, and I felt her take her last breath, and she became heavy on my leg. I've tried not to think about it, but it's hard not to. I miss her like crazy, and it's not gonna be the same without her being there to greet me when I come home. Rest in Peace, Precious. I love you, girl.