Just wanted to write of how anything can bring back the exact feelings I had in the first few weeks I lost Parker. I miss him every single day, it has been 2 years since I lost him but it really feels like yesterday. My neighbor/friends dog got out of their fence this past weekend (recurring offense) and we looked and looked for him, only to find him the next morning on the side of the road (right across the street from both of our houses) hit by a car and dead. He bled internally with no obvious marks on the outside of him.....I can't stop my brain from picturing him trying to make his way home......almost there and doesn't make it. I am so sad for him. What a great crazy young dog he was, a Chesapeake Bay Retriever, and just beautiful. Now, I am back to crying every day about losing Parker, sobbing like in the beginning. I still have yet to accept the fact that I will never see him again, it is so unfair. I was so lucky to have him for 13 years and he was definitely my "one". But I am still bitter, I want him back damnit. He was my child, my best friend, my heart, and I can not and will not accept that it is over. He still hasn't come to me in my dreams, he has been in them, but kind of as a side factor.....no real message just there in the background. I still find things of his believe it or not. I found a tennis ball with his hair all over it, I put it in a plastic baggy in my drawer so none of the hair would fall off. Anyway, I just wanted to remark how it will never end, it will go on and on until I am an old woman.....I know it will. I miss my baby boy, I hate death, but I would do it all again if I could.
Parkers Mom,
Kerry