Saturday, January 10, 2015

my sweet Boodler

I'm trying to keep it together here - the SO is here in the room, and it'll help no one right now if I cry a lot - but I'm pretty sure my sweet Boodler is dying. He hasn't eaten anything but bonito flakes since morning, and even now, he refused both bonito flakes and the inside of a roll. We just gave him some Ringer's lactate in a drip, so I hope that might help, but I'm pretty sure his kidneys are shutting down.
I don't know that I have a favorite picture of him, the way I did with Kibbee. I mean, "what do I post on Facebook?" is a ridiculous picture right now on the surface, but "how, a while from now, will I have a visual aid that reminds me how cute he was, but also of his personality?"
This will hit the SO harder than Kibbee's death did, I know, because the SO and Boo were closer. I mean, Boo has acted like a dog, and the SO his beloved owner, for over 18 years now.
The effort to keep my grief from the SO didn't work at all, so I'm signing off here to go grieve with the SO.