Thanks for your message of encouragement. It sounds like we are kindred spirits! My husband grew up on a huge farm and they experienced the loss of animals fairly frequently. He is feeling the pain of losing Harry, but not as deeply as what I am. I met Don in 1996, which was the year Harry came to live at the farm. For me I equate the farm with the big furry lump! It is going to be so hard to pull up in the yard and not see his furry form by the back door, or having him run up to me to be petted. He would come up to me, turn around, and then back up so that he could support his back against my legs. His main goal was to expose as much of his belly to me so that I could give him a good petting. If I was sitting on the sidewalk by the house he would roll onto his back and as I petted him he would "moan" in enjoyment. The last two days were beautiful and I usually take my shih tzu out there on days like this, but I just am not ready to see the spot they chose to bury Harry. It will not be the same. I am waiting to see how my dog reacts. Annie is 25# and if Harry was not paying attention she would run under him to get him to play. I've been telling her she won't see her friend Harry anymore, but don't know if she understands. When we are getting ready to go to the farm I always ask "do you want to go bye bye in the car to Harry's house?" and as soon as I open the door she will run to the garage. Not saying that will be hard for me!
Thank you for being so understanding! I can't wait to get to know you better!