Death

So today's chapter is entitled "The worst day of my life."

My little Twinkie, one of my two blessed herd of blitzing Bichons had a stroke in my arms and died today.

She was diagnosed last Friday with autoimmune hemolytic anemia. Her body was chewing up the red cells faster than she could make them.

I can't make the tears stop. I've never felt such loss. Three years was such a short time with her but I would do it all again. I don't have kids, so this loss is the insurmountable loss of a child to me.

I know time will help but right now I just want to sleep until that day when it only hurts half as much.

Tater, my other bichon, is sleeping on her blanky tonight.
Prayers for all of us please.

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