Thank you guys for your sweet words and notes to me about Sushi. I really appreciate them. Our sadness is still around, but my overwhelming need to sob is subsiding. I can now think about my little Sush with maybe just a couple of tears in my eyes instead of breaking down. At least that's what I feel I've progressed to so far this morning.
The Little Guy and I are waiting for the memory stone we've started to cure completely so that we can add a bit of colorful paint to it. Once that is complete, and we have it in place, I'll share a picture with you.
Axel seems to be handling the loss well, too. I let him sniff Sushi quite a bit while we were getting her settled in her little spot. I've always believed that dogs learn where you've been and what you've been up to by smelling your legs and shoes, so Axel gave me and The Little Guy a good sniffing when we got home. I also wanted him to see Sushi so he wouldn't think she had disappeared, just in case the sniffing didn't explain everything.
He was there when we buried her, and he continues to go over and sniff around the little temporary fence we've put up around her grave. He walks up to the fenced area gingerly with his head low to the ground, like he does when he's investigating something. He and I talk about Sushi pretty regularly. Rather, I talk and he listens.
I'm still not ready to move her little bed out of my room yet. I keep hoping for her little spirit to visit me and curl up in it, or curl up next to me as I sleep. Maybe she already has. Maybe she's busy running and playing with friends and family who greeted her. And, that's ok, too. I'm content to know her suffering is over.
Thanks again for all of your sweetness, my friends. It really means so much.
