We've set the day. Sunday, exactly two weeks after Mena died, will be my last day with Gideon. I bought 12 cans of wet food for Mena when I thought she had a couple weeks left...and now Gideon isn't even going to be around long enough to finish them. Wow. I didn't see that coming.
Even typing it out, I can't believe that only 2 weeks ago we thought we had two relatively healthy dogs. Now, in a matter of 2 weeks, we will have lost both of them to "masses".
And I used to thing being a grownup sucked when it came time to squish a big bug.