On Loss-Dexter's passing

RIP Dexter. Died October 28,2015

Once again, I haven't been blogging, or really being productive at all. And, again, I vow to blog more, do more, be more.

I've suffered a great loss this week. On Wednesday, October 28th,2015,  my Dexter passed away.

I'd adopted him on October 12th,2010. And I loved him. He was the smartest dog I've ever known. He definitely had personality,and could be stubborn. We had our learning curve, which is to be expected when you you adopt an older dog. And, although the SPCA had estimated that he was six months old, I am certain that they were totally wrong. You see, they estimate age based on teeth, and I discovered not long ago that someone at some time had removed Dexter's back teeth.

Long before that, though, we figured he was much older. Especially when he got SARDS,  and really slowed down. My guess is that he had to have been at least ten years ago old when he died.

Anyway, losing him after five years together is painful, and leaves a huge hole in my life and home. I miss coming home to him. I miss how he got so excited by little things like going for a drive in the car, or a walk around the block. I miss having him snuggle up with me on the sofa, and I miss having him hog the bed.

Losing a pet, especially for a childless, single woman,  is a deep loss, and not one that everyone can understand.

Will I get another dog? Oh, eventually. And the pain of this loss will fade.