Goodbye Milo

I am sorry to say that Milo did not make it. She had to be put down on Friday. The vet has sent tissue samples away to try and find out what poisoned her. I took Branston to visit her on Wed and Thurs evenings which I think was a good thing. He had a chance to say goodbye. He seems to be taking it quite well, a little bit too well maybe? I keep waiting for tears and statements of missing her. I think I took it harder than him. I don't know why it upset me so much, made me think of Kendra quite a lot. I don't know how a dog can make me think of my daughter, maybe it's just that there seems to be a lot of death around lately. Two of Branston's goldfish died during the past week as well. And the cat was vomiting on Friday too, but I think(hope) that was just hairballs - it is that time of the year.

I really need to get to the memorial park, the problem is that it is too far to go during the week so I will have to go over the weekend. Going there just seems to bring a sense of peace. The sadness is there too but generally it seems to calm the soul. Gotta get there, hope the weather is good.