Our sweet pup, C.C. died early this morning. She was the youngest of our two dogs, 10 years old and the daughter of our oldest pup, Dixie.
We are all grieving, it's been an extremely hard day to get through. I was the one who found her this morning, and I'm afraid the scene that's stuck in my mind of how I found her will be how I'll remember her forever. I couldn't even look at a picture of her today, it's too painful.
I tried a couple of times to come make this post but each time I opened my laptop, I just couldn't do it. Every time I think about her being gone I feel so sick all over. Maybe I'll feel like giving more details later when I can talk about it without feeling like this. It just doesn't feel real, like a terrible nightmare. And it hurts. I want nothing more than to have her back.
We are all grieving, it's been an extremely hard day to get through. I was the one who found her this morning, and I'm afraid the scene that's stuck in my mind of how I found her will be how I'll remember her forever. I couldn't even look at a picture of her today, it's too painful.
I tried a couple of times to come make this post but each time I opened my laptop, I just couldn't do it. Every time I think about her being gone I feel so sick all over. Maybe I'll feel like giving more details later when I can talk about it without feeling like this. It just doesn't feel real, like a terrible nightmare. And it hurts. I want nothing more than to have her back.

