Sir and i have an appointment at 7pm to put Basil to sleep. i came home early from work to spend a few hours alone with him. He didn't get up to greet me, and at first i couldn't find him in any of his usual nap spots. Then i heard the thump of his wagging tail. He was sprawled out on my bed on the floor. He didn't get up but when i got on the floor with him, he was full of kisses and snuggles.
After a few minutes of snuggling he got up and made his way to the kitchen where he chowed down on all the snacks i left him this morning. Smoked pig ears, cheese.... a doggie delight! i fixed him up a bowl of chicken parts, brown rice and broth - again, right down the hatch. Slowly and carefully - but at least he's enjoying what he eats.
Taybor is being very tentative and careful around Baz. You can tell that Tay knows something is wrong. In fact, last night Taybor walked out of the living room and went on Sir's bed to eat a rawhide. He never does that. He always wants to be where we are, but i think the tension is too much.
i feel so horrible saying this but i want this to be over. For Basil's sake and Taybors. So we can move on. i don't mean so that i can forget or so my pain will be less. It's just that there's such a spector of death here and the pain is just radiating out of all 4 of us. It hurts to breathe.
Ugh. i don't even know what i'm saying. i'm going to go rumpus with Taybor for a while and then try to nap in the sun patch with Basil for the last time. my nap buddy, he loves to snuggle for an afternoon nap with me.
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