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Jul 15

Lucky died

It was very sudden, and we’re all still in shock.

He got sick on the way home from Hermit Island, and seemed to be getting better the next day.  But by Thursday morning, he was non responsive, and by the time I got to the vet’s office, he had slipped into a coma.

We’re all so sad.  I know I miss him, so much.  All the time.  Everywhere I look, I see reminders.  My day revolved around giving him his meds and walking him, and I’m perpetually having to tell myself that he’s really gone.

The kids are all handling it.  They’re all sad, and they cry, and then pick themselves up and move on.  Sam, in particular, is really struggling.  He’s not sleeping at night anymore – because that’s when he misses Lucky the most.  So he stays awake, later and later, and then finally falls asleep when he can’t stand it anymore.  Today, he slept almost all day, just to try and catch up – so he’ll be up again all night.  I feel almost powerless to fix it – because I know that it’s that he just misses his dog so much, and facing that empty bed every night is more than he can bear.

I’m looking for another dog.  I was thinking that I’d like to wait until after Jessie goes to camp at the end of the month, because it’s going to be all sorts of crazy trying to get her in and out of Cambridge every day, and I didn’t want to try to add getting a new dog acclimated to us at the same time.  But I’m almost thinking that the sooner the better – if for no other reason than I’d like my son to sleep at night.


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