I’m still so, so, sad.  Today I went to my parents house in the morning.  My mom greeted me with a big hug and condolences.  She said that she was remembering Logan from my wedding (we put bow ties on the dogs at home).  I told her about my dream of Logan the night before he died.

Bartleby wouldn’t eat his dogfood or even drink any water. 

My dad took him for a walk around the neighborhood and they got attacked by some large random dog just walking around, unleashed and unattended!  My dad was kicking the other dog to get him off of Bart and a bystander stepped in to help my dad.  Can you imagine?! 

When my mom dropped off the boys today, she said to Zander, “Tell mom how you were grieving today.”

Zander tells me, “I was thinking about Logan and then I was crying just like you did.” So, I told him that Logan was now in Doggie Heaven and God was taking care of him.  That made him feel better.  We sat on the couch and hugged.  He later told me that he was looking at a picture of me, Doug, Logan and Bart (pre-kids) and it made him sad.   

When our family dog died, I wasn’t living at home anymore, so I was distanced from it.  I didn’t realize how hard his loss would hit me until now.

I’m a wreck!  I just keep crying randomly throughout the day.