But then I went to check in really quickly with a blogger to see how her Westie - Hamish (pronounced Hay-mish) was doing.
He had an illness come upon him quite quikly. Only two weeks ago. He seemed to be doing a bit better.
Until Wednesday night.
His "person" Gail had to make the decision that we all, as pet owners, hope and pray we will never have to make. But...it seems that so often we do.
Hamish was 14. He was a handsome, charming, smart & witty Westie. He lived in Aberdeen, Scotland.
He had a very full life.
He was loved dearly.
As I read Gail's post today I sat at my desk, in my office, and sobbed. Truly sobbed. I couldn't stop. It was almost lunch time, so I left to go home to let Louis out and to hug him within an inch of his life.
My heart breaks for Gail today. Please say a little prayer for her, that she finds comfort in knowing that she gave Hamish so much love and happiness for over a decade.
Isn't it amazing how much we can feel for our blog friends? For the people whose lives we peer into every day, even when we've never met? I never had the chance to give Hamish a pet on his head, or tickle his belly, or give him a snuggle. But it didn't matter. I loved him just the same.
Here are some of my favorite pictures of Hamish. (Gail I hope you don't mind) Hamish and Gail had so many adventures, to so many beautiful places. The stories of those adventures, and Gail's pictures, were such a bright spot in my day.
Rest in Peace Dear Sweet Hamish.
You Will Be Missed Terribly.
(if you would like to visit Gail & Hamish's blog, you can find it HERE)