|Necklace: JCP, Jacket: Kut via Sisu, Dress: Wet Seal, Shoes: MIA Girl via DSW,|
Black, squishy thing: Daisy the Pug
Today, my friend and owner of Sisu, Heidi, is experiencing the loss of Lewis, her 12 year old Springer Spaniel. I keep having flashbacks to the morning Steve and I said goodbye to Miles. Heidi and I were working together then too. I had never dealt with grief like that before. I went into work, seeking distraction, hoping to rid myself of the pain as quickly as possible. That's not really the best way to deal with the death of a pet. Heidi sent me home to crumble and grieve. It was awful, but necessary.
More than 2 years later, I still choke a little on Miles' memory. He was so young, but we went through so much together it almost feels like we had him for a full doggy lifetime. He was such a big deal, we had to supplement him with TWO Pugs - ha!
Oliver and Daisy are pure joy. They are also HEALTHY, thank goodness. After hearing about sweet Lewis, I snuggled those velvety wrinkles extra long this morning. I imagine Miles and Lewis have already found each other, made introductions, and are feasting together at a table of heavenly protein.
Squish them (lovingly) while you have them.