The one thing I wasn’t prepared for after losing Milkshake was how it would affect my Chelsea dog.  It’s been hard to watch.  She’s depressed,  I have no doubt about it.  On our walks to the park, she just sniffs the air and looks around.  I know she’s looking for her friend.  The vet told me it could take as long as several months for her to get past this. So I’ve used the advice I give to others.  Get out of the house, go visit friends, walk in different places and find new adventures.  It’s helped me and it may be helping Chelsea.  She liked today’s adventure to the Farmer’s Market…

We said goodbye to Milkshake today.  She died in my arms, wrapped in a soft blanket.  She was 14 1/2 and had congestive heart failure, although, in the end, it wasn’t her heart that got her, it was kidney failure. She defied the cardiologist when he told her she had 4 months to live in June of, 2015.  I know she didn’t like him much anyway so she remained in the care of her regular vet who is anything but “regular”.  Today, when we said goodbye, her vet cried as much as we did. I’m so blessed to have had this dog as a part of our lives.  She brought love and…