We lost our younger lab, Bella, over the weekend.
It turned out she didn't have cancer but rather
one of the cruelest infections I've ever seen.
It just wouldn't respond to any treatment
and she was losing the ability to breathe.
She was only eight years old.
She was the most affectionate, loving pup we've ever had.
Things just aren't the same around here without her.
She and my husband had the deepest bond of all.
He's a little lost without her constantly by his side.
Our son understands but he's been quiet.
Our older lab, Ballou, has been laying on Bella's blanket.
Our newest puppy, Maisy, keeps going outside to look for her.
It's crazy how deeply our hearts can ache over the
loss of a beloved pet.