Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Brutal August...

Well, it's been a hell of a couple of weeks. August has turned out to be a level of awful that's surpassed this whole goddamn year of bad. Losing my pup, Chewbi, on August 14th was a level of pain I can't even describe. I miss him and every time I think I'm getting past it, I feel awful all over again. Do you think it's okay to say that I'm looking forward to the end of this burning dumpster-fire of a year?

We got Chewbi's ashes back yesterday and the vet also had paw prints made for us in plaster. It was such a lovely gesture, but seeing the little wooden urn really hit me. I knew he was gone, but taking him home that way was brutal. I have some more upbeat things to talk about soon, but I'm gonna have to put them off for a bit while I continue to try to recover. Maybe when September comes and I can put August behind me. 


  1. So sorry Kristyn. I wish there was more I could say. 😰


  2. I'm so sorry you lost Chewbi! I know how badly it hurts. I find for myself it's best to just focus on what a happy life you gave them, and (if you're feeling guilt), remember they don't blame you.

    When I lose a pet, my biggest fear is forgetting them, losing them more every day. So I always write down everything I loved about them and everything I remember about them while the memories are fresh. Then I can preserve the best things I loved about them.

    Much love as you heal from this.