In a couple of weeks it will be 9 months that Brut has been gone. My heart is still aching and breaking into pieces. I feel frozen. My brain doesn't want to work anymore and my body just wants to lay down and curl up with the dogs. I still feel empty and alone, even though Mark is going through the exact same thing. It was a year ago this month that we noticed Brut's right eye was full of blood, the first physical sign that something was wrong and the nightmare that followed until his death. I'm not ready to go through that again, but I probably will anyways. I'm having a hard time blogging and it's probably going to get worse as Brut's year anniversary closes in. Please pray for Mark, the dogs, the cats and I. We are going to need it. Thank you.
Mark, Patty and the 24 Paws of Love
p.s. if we aren't around for a while, I hope you understand why.