This post is going to be one of the hardest ever.... already bawling and I haven't even started it yet. This week I lost a piece of my heart. Our boy Autie passed away. I knew it was going to be hard. We knew the day was coming at some point, but I wasn't ready, I never would be ready that was for sure.
I love all my fur babies. But honestly Autie was special. He is my baby. My shadow. He was always at my side. Cooking dinner at my feet. At my desk he was under my chair. Sleeping at night he was on my feet or right at my side. When I didn't feel well or was sad, he was right there to comfort me, he loved to cuddle.
It has been a days now and I am still waking up at night in panic because he isn't there. Found myself stepping around his spot in the kitchen, and rolling my desk chair out and around because I don't want to roll on him... but he isn't there.
Going back through photographs was really tough. I had forgot how little
and skinny he was as a puppy. And never really realized how much Chica actually looks like him -
My Buddie, My Shadow, My heart - I love you Autie - There will never be another like you.