Thank you so much for all your comforting words about Alex. It really did help~ I have felt the love and prayers. We have been a melancholy bunch over here, but have had some laughs too, remembering the crazy quirks that were Alex.

A few things will be different now…

We can eat eggs in peace. Anyone who has been at our house when we eat eggs knows that gentle, sweet Alex became persistent and manipulative when eggs came into the picture.

We can now leave all the doors open if we want~ no, the Kleenex will not get chewed, the candy in the purse will not be found, he will not run out of our bedroom in the middle of the night to chase a sound…

The going to bed routine is reduced…there is no waiting for Alex to quit chasing the bunnies outside or waiting for him to finish eating his bedtime snack…

Indigo sat a plate down on the couch last night and said, “Don’t let Alex get my food…” and then realized mid-sentence that Alex wasn’t here anymore…

My dust ruffle will stay nice. It will not be rubbed to nubbins…

The throws will stay clean longer.

The kitchen will have space where his food was kept.

Crumbs will stay on the floor until I actually sweep them up.

Gum, toothpaste and dental floss will be safe.

Garbage cans can go outside the cabinet now.

I’m sure everything will smell better.

Of course, none of that matters now that I am missing my pup. The loss really has been profound this week. I know not everyone understands. A friend teased me a little yesterday and I realized once again that I might feel things a little more than others, in certain areas…and I must say, I haven’t felt this way about EVERY dog I’ve had. But I know there are people out there who have, like me, experienced that one of a kind devotion with a pet. Those of you who have had that know it’s like losing a part of your family.

Thank you for listening and caring, whether you “get it” or not…I just appreciate you being here, one way or the other.

Now…go hug your dog! XO

I lost my boy yesterday, my Alex.

This little guy who was named after our plumber~ Alexander Webster “Poochkin” Sabin~ stole our hearts the moment we laid eyes on him.

For over thirteen years, he has been by my side.

He’s been with me through five pregnancies, laid on my belly as it grows, licked my tears when I lost three babies, welcomed the two babies we brought home…

Every time I have (EVER) sat on the couch, he has come to keep me company.

He has let the kids pull his hair, yell in his ears and endured an occasional flying drumstick…and remote control…and toy cars…and Barbies…

He has put up with countless strangers coming through, endless animals making themselves at home in his house and chased off many a postman.

He’s put up with all sorts of costume changes, reindeer ears and the like…

He made Nate, who never really wanted a dog in the first place, fall in love…so much so, that Nate has moved heaven and earth to take care of his boy.

I think it might have been the time when Alex was a puppy and he was choking in our car~ his leash was caught on the bar underneath the seat and Nate saved his little life. Alex was eternally grateful. There are many other such stories. They had a good thing going…

We thought we were going to lose him back in April. We had a precious week where we took pictures with him…

and tried to say our good-byes…

Then he perked up and we were able to get another three months with him.

I’m so glad for that extra time.

He was peaceful and it is comforting to know that he’s not suffering anymore. He was such a tough little guy. He never cried or complained, but it became more and more obvious that he was in a lot of pain. I’m glad to know that he’s not hurting now.

But I sure do miss him already.

I hope where you are has lots of trees to discover, all the eggs you can eat and a soft lap that makes you think of me.