Percy's Rest Memorial Bench Seat

Our memorial to Percy. He loved his garden and wandering round it. The pain is still immense. It is always hard when a beloved pet passes, but even harder when it is due to such tragic circumstances and before their time. So many ‘if only’ thoughts that can’t be changed. It is so hard. When we sit on this bench we will think of our darling boy and the love he brought into our lives and the lessons of resilience and bravery he taught us. Or tried to teach us! I want him back so much! I miss our daily routine, his cuddles with me, and the way he ‘looked’ up at me even though he had absolutely no sight at all. I miss him following me to different rooms and snuggling in his various beds when I was working in those rooms. I miss his welcome home bark and excited greeting. I miss his enthusiasm for his meals and the way he opened his mouth for his Lions Mane and CBD oil drops. I just miss everything about him. I hope he knows how much we loved and still love him and how sorry we are. We miss you buddy so very very much.

The mornings are the hardest when I first wake and during the night when I wake.  It is like I have been kicked or thumped in the stomach.  The thoughts of why, how, if only, and everything else run through my mind, and the visions which are the worst.  I have never been one to be able to visualize things very well , but now, well my mind seems to be very good at such recall.  I am still having tears every day, the grief, is so terrible. 

The 17th June, should have been such a lovely day and a wonderful memory of us all enjoying some time out together  as a family as my son, daughter in law, grand daughter and mother in law were down here...we had enjoyed a lunch out together.  But the day ended in such a terrible tragic way that I just don't seem to be able to get out of my mind. The 'if only's' play havoc on one's mind. I just want that day back to replay with a different ending, the ending it should have had, joy and comfort of a lovely day spent together with Percy snuggled on our laps, like he did every evening, not one that ended in such a terrible terrible way and having to bury our beloved Percy, gone before his time.  The tears keep falling.