Above is a shot of Zushie’s bed. I would always give Kasia hell, telling her it’s her sister’s bed, she doesn’t feel well, and she has her own bed she should use.
Now, no one is on it. The last few days Zush was drooling on the corner, so I put it outside so the sun would dry it out. It’s back in the house, but like all the other things Zush used, it’s either not being used and/ or missing Zush herself. It is so hard just getting visually acclimated to the house again. Kasia and I look at each other and it’s like we can read each other’s mind.
For the first time in 8 years, Kasia went on a road trip with us, which was weird. The whole concept of a second dog was to keep the one dog company. Now we feel sorry for her and took her with us to Lowes.
It’s going to be a really long healing process.