I woke up and my thoughts fill of Cecil. How id let him in bed for snuggles in the morning.
How his little butt would be peeking out of his blanket.
How he looked yesterday.
How he would pounce on a ball when we would throw it down the hallway.
How he would always pee on the same three spots outside
How no matter what, he would jump on my lap and rest his head on my arm
How he would snuggle into me in bed
How he would hump any guy that came around
How he would put his front legs on me as I sat at the dinner table, with his big floppy ears falling back, making him look like a gremlin
I wanted to believe it didn’t happen, that it wasn’t real. I wanted to go back to sleep until tomorrow.
Yesterday I made the hardest decision in my adult life. But there was no choice. I couldn’t let him suffer just so I still had him. I made the right choice. But my heart hurts. He is at peace now. But our pint sized pup left an elephant size hole in my heart
Rip Cecil Monster 💕 we miss you
