Felix (the dog) was put down this morning. We took him in around 9. I did not stay, as I was already a wreck, and they don't let you be in the room anyways.
I took a 3 hour road trip to NJ, indulged in going broke from buying fish, and headed back home.
Sitting here with my 3 other dogs, and they know something isn't right.. it's just now hitting home that he's not coming back.
I look at his pillow, and I can see the indent where he would sleep, and I wish nothing but for him to be back in that pillow.