…and returned to the goddess to play in the yard and nap in sunbeams. Dickens left us at 11am this morning.
Dickens was my closest friend for 16+ years and I’ll miss him. Just a minute ago I could’ve sworn I heard his voice. I guess I’ll be doing that for a while.
Overall, I’m relieved it’s over and I’m glad he’s no longer trying to drag around that tired old body. I know he resisted to the very end, but he couldn’t continue no matter how stubborn he was.
He is being cremated and I’ll have his cremains sometime next week. We plan to scatter some of his ashes over on Derrydown where he lived most of his life. [On the 6th anniversary of his death, I can report that we never scattered his ashes. Just couldn’t. I still miss him and I miss Bernadette, too, and desperately wish I had closure with Bernie. (She disappeared in July 08.) It’s hard losing pets. The note left by Dani in the comments is so touching that I’m going to post it separately. -Angela, Jan 16 2010]
Right now, I’m just physically tired from not sleeping at all last night and I’m emotionally drained. I feel empty, mostly.
Thanks to everyone for your support in this time of loss. Even when you have months to prepare, it still knocks the wind right out of you.
I’ll respond to your emails after I recover enough to think straight.