Our house is too quiet, too still. Our family is too small. With just the three of us, it's too lonely.
Even though I know how much he loved her, it amazes me and touches me and hurts me to see Brad grieve so hard for Raina. It hasn't even been 3 days but it feels like 3 seconds and 3 lifetimes all at once.
Where is the clicking of the paws on the hardwood? Where is my shadow who follows me out to the garage when I do the laundry? Where is the little black blur who rushes to the kitchen every time I drop a crumb of food?
We miss her is such an understatement. There is an empty hole in our hearts, our home, our lives where she once was. She's been with me/us since before Brad and I were married. She's moved with us 3 times, she's seen us fight, she's seen our happy times, all of our milestones. She was waiting to greet Katie the day she came home from the hospital. She was part of our engagement pictures. In every family photo, in every Christmas card. She was a huge part of our every day.
I know a lot of people would think we are ridiculous for mourning the loss of a dog so bitterly. To be so heartbroken at the loss of an animal. But can you really call a creature "just" an animal when she's THAT much a part of your family, your life, your history?
We love you so much Raina. We hope you know what a wonderful, sweet dog you were and how much better you made our lives.