It's the first time he leaves when Sofia isn't here.
It's not exactly like she was an attack dog, but she would really get protective of me when he was gone. She'd always sleep at the foot of the bed when he was gone, instead of on top of me, or between my legal which used to piss me off because she would get all huffy when I'd move or roll over. But when he was gone, she was ON. Really sucked when she'd hear a squirrel rustle on the yard, and she would bark like a mad woman. Then I'd turn on all the lights and say out loud "what's up, Sofia" just in case there was someone in the house.
i remember how I'd build entire strategies in what to do if there was a burglar - grab phone, grab keys, grab Sofia. Though I know she'd just stay super close to me, in front of me because that little bitch would kill if someone would hurt me. I know she would.
Now I keep going over these strategies, and she's not here.
This is definitely one of the things that I didn't remember when DH said whether I'd be ok with him leaving (especially since I was supposed to go with him), and I was getting annoyed, thinking that he was trying to fish dramatics of "I'll miss you" which is just not my style.
i want my dog back.
i hate that often I still hear her tags and her nails on the hardwoods. I wish I could hear them right now.
It's the first time he leaves when Sofia isn't here.
It's not exactly like she was an attack dog, but she would really get protective of me when he was gone. She'd always sleep at the foot of the bed when he was gone, instead of on top of me, or between my legal which used to piss me off because she would get all huffy when I'd move or roll over. But when he was gone, she was ON. Really sucked when she'd hear a squirrel rustle on the yard, and she would bark like a mad woman. Then I'd turn on all the lights and say out loud "what's up, Sofia" just in case there was someone in the house.
i remember how I'd build entire strategies in what to do if there was a burglar - grab phone, grab keys, grab Sofia. Though I know she'd just stay super close to me, in front of me because that little bitch would kill if someone would hurt me. I know she would.
Now I keep going over these strategies, and she's not here.
This is definitely one of the things that I didn't remember when DH said whether I'd be ok with him leaving (especially since I was supposed to go with him), and I was getting annoyed, thinking that he was trying to fish dramatics of "I'll miss you" which is just not my style.
i want my dog back.
i hate that often I still hear her tags and her nails on the hardwoods. I wish I could hear them right now.
I am so sorry that you're hurting, Moe.
After we put our family dog to sleep, the one we got the summer before my dad died, I would still hear him. His nails on the floor and this sigh he made in his later years each time he would lay down. I thought I was going a bit crazy or just missing him too much. Then I happened to mention it to my sister and she had been hearing the same thing. So, maybe it was him. I don't know, but I know it brought me comfort while it lasted.
I'm sorry. I think about that sometimes- that I'm always subconsciously listening to coop's nuances / the little noises and patterns we have. I am sure that is so very very hard and I have thought of you often. Not saying this well but maybe you know what I mean to say. (((Hugs))))
I'm going through the same thing right now. Huge hugs to you. It breaks my heart to know that other people have the same feelings I do because it is just so hard. Hopefully, tomorrow's a better day.
Post by melindafelinda on Sept 26, 2013 22:32:22 GMT -5
You are in Minnesota though. Burglars ask your permission to come in and wipe their feet before they steal your shit. You will have time to grab a few personal items and jump out the window.