I don't know if this is the right place for this, but I just buried my dog.
She was killed in the road yesterday, not 20 yards from where I was adding lights to the new bumper on my Toy. I never heard brakes, no one slowed down, nothing. When she didn't come to my call, I checked the back and side yards, she never went in the road...that's taboo and brings the wrath of John (that's me), if she's caught there. I never expected to see her laying there right in front of the driveway. Her little collar was knocked off her, but nothing but an abrasion on her shoulder. Just like she was sleeping.
She's a (was a) dwarf Jack Russell, a very busy one! She was one pain in the ass, hence her name was Aspen for short. She was always around doing with you whatever you were doing. Stacking fire wood, working in the driveway, on the computer, feeding the horses, whatever, she was just ALWAYS there, now she's not, and it hurts so much. This is a tough one for my wife as well, they were snuggle buddies on the couch. Aspen was her wakeup call every morning getting in bed with her.
Anyhow, I just buried her between a Japanese Maple and a Pussy Willow. There was 2 feet of snow, so there was only a couple inches of frost. The digging wasn't too bad.
There are so many reminders of her around, her kennel, water and food dishes. The bowl of "treats" she would bounce around and dance on two feet for. Tons of little footprints in the snow EVERYWHERE! I hope it snows good for a bit. She loved us so much as we did her...even though she was such a pain in the ass.
Rest In Peace Aspen. I miss you so much already!!!
I never expected this pain, can't stop crying for the "little dog", my nickname for her!
Sorry for the babble/whine, just getting stuff off my chest.