[Spoiled Rott'n]

I already miss the things he used to do, the bucking bronco dance when it was time for a milkbone, hopping on his back paws like a rabbit, the way he would nuzzle me for one for ear twirl and those rottie slurpie kisses. The shock of it is just starting to wear off but man is the house quiet. Cody, our other mix dog is just sad, the cats keep looking for Sabre, and I have not stopped crying yet.

My co-workers, other friends and family have been great because they understand this pain and that I am not crazy for crying over "just a dog" because they he was more than just a dog. I'm just glad he got to see one more snowfall, one more christmas party, both things that he sooo loved. In his eyes nothing was better than snowplowing in the back yard with that big ole head and greating guests at our annual Christmas party.

I just feel so terrible that my husband actually was the one to find him, but at least we were both home and he did not suffer. While we still don't know what actually happened I am glad I got to me his dog mom!