Finny,

Since your passing… the basement seems… eery? Why? I don’t like being down there… Although I LOVE the space

You and I never spent any time down there. You MAYBE were down there … 10 times, for less than 5 min per time. Once you got major zooms around the couch & made me laugh…

Why does it feel weird?

Is it because your first night home I slept next to you in the crate (that didn’t last long) on the floor?

(For context – Finny was ‘crate trained’ at night when we got him – we were encouraged to keep it up. His first night didn’t go well – we had him in our room, where he CRIED, so we put him in the ensuite… he CRIED, we put him in the secondary bedroom, HE CRIED… we put him in the mudroom… he CRIED – eventually, Colton wanted to put him downstairs…. that hurt my heart, so I agreed… as long as I could sleep next to him – so that is what I did – We went downstairs and I slept next to his crate for the first night —– After the first night, we agreed we’d attempt to allow him to be free during the night. That was the end of the crate).

Grief is weird. There may be no explanation why the basement feels weird to me…

What I do know is …. I miss you.