How? How has it been 3 months without my best friend by my side? I’ll be honest – I don’t know how I got through the first 2. Focusing on marathon training helped, but I was not doing well for a while there. Grief is really something else. I kept wondering, “Did I give up on him?” Because right up until his final breath (including his attempts to bite the vet in his final minutes – ‘atta boy), he was SO DELIRIOUSLY HAPPY.
I never posted pictures where he looked sick or that showed how skinny and frail he had become. I actually deleted them, because I didn’t want to remember him that way. So all I remember is a healthy, happy, smiling dog despite how quickly and significantly he declined after Christmas.
In October we were given 6 months, and we made it 5 before the wonderful Dr. Quinn at Angell Animal Medical Center told me it was better to be too early than a day late. We firmly believe Rags never suffered – I wouldn’t let him get to that point – but it was clear he was ready to let go.
So now here I am 3 months later, still so very sad without him, but convinced that Rags sent me Chip to make sure I kept on living. They would’ve loved each other, but maybe Rags knew there wasn’t room for Chip in my life while he was still around.
Miss you every single day Raggers 💔