and then... it all changed.
Jack and I were snuggled up the other night when Andy was away on business. We were watching NatGeo channel and they were talking about the Incans civilizationand how they buried their favorite things with them. Jack said "Mom, do you remember the day before Honeydog died? it was just a regular day and we didnt even know it was the last regular day. She was under the table like she always was while I did my homework and I pet her with my foot and we were happy. I didnt play with her or do anything special with her that day. Then she was gone. We didnt even know our lives were going to change." We talked about Honey and that she was a happy dog, and lived a long good life with us. She didnt need a big sendoff, she had lived life everyday loving us. In her simple doggy ways. We loved her in our simple everyday Honey dog family ways. He cried. He talked about not knowing his Pop, how his life would be different ha...