Time is the only cure for grief. I keep expecting to see my little angel in so many places. Her favorite clump of clover where she liked to lay in the backyard, her pillow on the floor, her spot on the couch. When I handed out treats I expected to see her little face turned up towards me.
Oscar has been looking for her. He isn't frantic, but he keeps looking in all the likely places. Wall-E seems to know that she is not coming back. He has been my constant companion, sitting in her old spot on the couch, snug against my leg. He is a comfort. Toni Louise is oblivious. She didn't interact much with Emmy. Nothing seems to bother her and she makes me laugh with her daily antics. Comfort in a different way.
I woke early this morning with a heavy heart and took the crew out. It was raining and the temperature has dropped. I decided to go back to bed for just a bit. I climbed into bed and lay on my side and fell into a deep sleep. I came awake slowly as Toni was sniffing at my face. My belly was very warm and I reached down to pet Emmy, since that was her spot when I lay on my side. My hand found Wall-E. I was so disappointed as I came fully awake and remembered that my sweet little Emmy was gone.
It will be a long, sad day.