King
Yesterday we lost King. We are heartbroken. Robert and I are so, so devastated from the sudden loss. The mix of feeling - sadness, guilt from not taking care of him better, emptiness and feeling that something is missing when we go about our everyday affairs. King spent most of his days with the girls and I. Robert said: "Isabella, do you notice that someone is missing?" "Who?" "King. King got very sick and he will not be coming home. He died." "Hm, I never heard about doggie died.." Then she got off the couch, went to Josefine and said "Josefine, King got sick and he is not coming home. I'm sorry about your doggie, baby!" Robert and I were both holding tears through that interaction. During the day he brough up the topic a couple of times, first time asking "Will King come home after his check up." Later saying, "Why King will not play with his purple ball anymore?" Poor little girl, she has never k...