Missing our Girl and Grieving

We've been wandering around the last few days a bit lost.

Our little one is officially ours but still on the other side of the ocean.

Legally in her country you have to wait 10 days after court before you can start the paperchase to get her out. So we are home and again counting the days.

But that's not the only reason we are feeling lost.

Last Saturday night, while we were flying across the ocean, our faithful friend breathed her last. She was eleven years old and her time had come but it is hard. It is so so hard.

I'm lost without her.

She loved our family and faithfully cared for each one of us. I've spent the last many years with her keeping me company while I worked in my office.  Rob called her our rug on the floor because she would plod down right in our paths.  She wanted to make sure she was in the middle of whatever we were doing.

She always always hung out with the little boys outside while they played.

She LOVED to go on walks with Elijah but was too silly to go with him because she kept running in the road so every single day when he headed out for his mile long walks... he would always have to turn around and bring her back and put her in the house.

She LOVED Ben. She just loved him.  As soon as he was home she was up against him and nuzzling him.

And even though she lived here - she adopted my dad as her own. He came over every day to care for her and feed her. He lost his dog a number of years ago and caring for Summer was one of his life's pleasures.

She was our dog and we loved her and there is a huge hole in our family now that she is gone.

Like I said... we are wandering around and feeling a bit lost right now.

Missing our little one and grieving our faithful friend.