The garbage men came today. (They “forgot” to pick up our bin to two weeks ago).

As gross as it is … the last of your poop has left our home. In time, the remaining paw prints, and fur will too…

I struggle with the fact that there will soon be grass in the yard you haven’t touched, skin on my hand that never scratched you, and most importantly, windows without your nose print.

I’ve vacuumed a few times… that’s hard. It took me two weeks to be able to vacuum – I felt like I was ‘getting rid’ of you.. I’ve washed the sheets, of course …. but I haven’t washed your ‘Finny Fort’ pillows…the blanket you passed under, the floors you walked on, or the mat you drank & ate off of…. and I haven’t washed the side window with your nose prints.

Oh, those nose prints are a piece of art.

I understand soon I will have to.

I can’t imagine a world where you aren’t here.