This has been a week of change and graves. Yep, you read that correctly. On Monday, I said goodbye to my grandmother. It was very emotional, but we are so thankful that she isn't suffering any more.
Yesterday was my last day off.
So, I decided to stay home and rest. Jason had said during his trips back and forth from Paris to Providence that Mercy didn't look great. So, yesterday, I stayed home. I bathed her. I loved on her. I was just there with her. We sat in the sun. We snuggled. She whimpered a little, but she was content.
We went to bed thinking that she was strong enough to make it through the night.
we woke to find that our Sweet Mercy Girl had crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.
So, at 4 am, my handsome husband and I buried our second puppy. I am thankful that she is whole and healthy, but I have already looked around the house for her several times. She was the "chatter". She would yap and talk to me. I will miss her sweet little voice.
Oh, Sweet Mercy, I miss you so much!