Friday, December 18, 2009

Tough Week

Tucker left in the middle of the night Monday night and hasn't been back since. In my heart, I feel like he's gone. He's left for a couple of days once before, but never this long. And now that we live in a new place with lots of forest and storm drains, it's hard for me to hold out hope that I'm going to see him again this time.

I've been bursting into tears at random times all week. I have not been handling this gracefully to say the least. My poor husband is so confused as to why I'm crying about things like doing the dishes. It's just one of those things.

Tucker was my one of my best buddies for the past eight years. He was always there with a happy meow every day that I walked in the door. I realize now, that he literally helped me cope, keeping me calm with just his calm kitty presence during times I felt anything but serene.

I know losing pets is just normal in the course of life, but it doesn't make it much easier. He can't be replaced. And he is more than missed.


Kuenys said...

oh ashly....i am so sorry! i know losing your kiddies are hard. i will be praying he finds his way back to your house!

Kuenys said...

i meant kitties!