We're all on the floor. Crying. Me and a nine-month pregnant woman and a veterinarian. Sounds like the intro to a joke... but trust me, there is no punch line.
Today was a sad day mixed into our little world that has been, and continues to be, so full of joy and anticipation. Very sad.
We'd hoped that Wheatley would be able to meet Zoe. We hoped a lot of different things would get better. Everything we wanted from him was for us. Today we did something for him.
The good doctor in Commerce Township insisted she was strong enough to help us. And she was. I'm not sure I could ever repay the favor. Sure, she cried along with us, but that was somehow more comforting than the alternative.
It'll sure be strange around here without him. For the first time in 12 years I walked into the kitchen without a shadow. Who will pick up sticks when I mow the lawn?
Of course, at some point over the last seven years, the "Wheatley's Favorite Human" title slipped from my grasp. That crown and sash belonged to Sonja. She deserved it.
So long, Wheat J. You were a good boy.
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Your Illinois family understands how you feel. Our experience in the spring of 1998 with Maggie left us with an emptiness that many don't understand.
And we at 538 were so glad to have the opportunity to see him over the weekend
We loved him too, and he will be missed by his cousin "mini Wheat!" Altho they were not friends! haha
Take care, you are in our prayers.
think about this, godson. no pet could have had a better life. he lived with GREAT PEOPLE; he gave them GREAT JOY; and he left them with SUPER MEMORIES. and before too gosh-awful long, zoe will have her version of WHEAT following her around the house and yard. cnr
I guess I am a liitle little late but I did send a message a couple of days ago via regular web same sentiments been there done that a couple of times
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