I slammed the door shut, shuffled Ava next door to the neighbors and called Andy. Fortunately he was just a couple blocks away. So he got home and confirmed that indeed Lynn had passed.
Lynn was always my dog. Elmo was Andy's. Lynn was snuggly and goofy. He did things that made me crazy like whinning for hours, but he also snuggled with me every morning before I got up. He did this weird dog purr thing that I loved.
Needless to say I am in shock. Lynn was much younger than Elmo and in great health, we thought. The vet did an exam to make sure that it wasn't anything that could hurt Elmo and found that he had a tumor on his spleen. He said that we wouldn't have been able to tell without a CT scan and that he wasn't in pain. From his position he thinks he passed quickly in his sleep with no pain. I am not sure how he can know that, but I'll believe it anyways.
I loved him so much. I feel stupid crying every 20 minutes, but I am just so sad.
Ava, my niece told me that her best friend Lynn was now with grandma Fran and that she will watch out for him. Kids are amazing...
1 comment:
Oh, I am so sorry to hear about your furry baby. My heart breaks. I still can feel the pain of the loss of my own furry baby five years ago. I'll have her watch over Lynn too! Hugs
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