It has been nearly a month since my precious Mr. Wiggles left us. It happened shocking in front of me as he struggled to breathe. I did my best but my best fell short. I mourn terribly, oh so terribly. I had been his main squeeze, while knowing his limitations in warm humid air. But when family came calling he became that energizer bunny. People and his cousin, Ella, were his game
I am slowly and methodically packing up gently used soft teddy toys to go. But Santa Clause, Lamb Chop, Saskquotch and a others will remain. (I'm part dog.) Chewy toys for beginner pups of all ages will join those softies, a parting gift to those abandoned without thought.
Our wiggler needed things to carry. It was his personality. Calling them by name made him search for what was asked. Coming home to him was amazing. A soft teddy bear, his gift to us, was usually in his mouth, hoping we were here to stay. He thrived on company and the activity that was engendered in those moment. Oh how I miss him.
Two large retriever beds are going,too. It is amazing how things can accumulate, worn out but still usable and comfy for those rescue animals waiting for a forever home in a strange home. Even health products are going. Who doesn't need an ear cleaned, an ongoing problem for dogs with floppy ears. The list can be long.
Throughout this ordeal The Toronto Blue Jays now champions of their division, for awhile anyway, have kept me buoyed and preoccupied. But I am sad, nonetheless. He was the best, never gnashing or growling at anyone. Meeting a lookalike sister, recently, energized him as he spoke to her in his special way. She remarked that meeting him was a nice change, too.
I will get another. I need them in my life. The nicest people you could ever meet. Huggable. Lovable and irreplaceable creatures they are!
