First time waking up without him being what woke me up in almost 15 years. He always woke me up, softly.
He had a stroke. I came home from work and he was hiding under a table instead of greeting me. I asked him if he was ok, he didn't answer. He always responded verbally when I talked to him. He came when I called. He ALWAYS greeted me when I came home. Something was wrong. I looked at him and one pupil was larger than the other. He was drooling. He tried to speak but it wasn't coming out. He was confused.
I held him, told him how much I love him and that he was the best friend I could have ever asked for. I had him his whole life. He wasn't going to recover, it was time. So we helped him stop the suffering, confusion. I could NOT let him live like that one more moment. I took a moment to love him one last time and he was freed of any pain he was in.
I miss him so fucking much.
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Thank you all for your kindness.