If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you HOME again.
No farewell words were spoken, no time to say goodbye. You were gone before I knew it, and only God knows why.
My heart still aches with sadness, and secret tears still flow. What it means to lose you no one will EVER know.
But now I know you want me to mourn for you no more; to remember all the happy times, life still has much in store.
Since you'll never be forgotten, I pledge to you today: a hollowed place within my heart is where you'll ALWAYS stay.
Nola and I cannot thank you enough for all your kind words, support and love about baby Charlotte. Truly, you all are amazing, and mean so much to us. I want to say a special thank you to Lily Belle, The Dachsies With Moxie, The White Dog Army, Puddles, Minnie and Mack and Marley for their beautiful tribute posts. Words can't describe the feelings you gave us with your heartfelt words.
You, Blogville, have made this terrible tragedy almost bearable. We can feel your love and support all around us, and it means the world to us. I tried to thank every one of you personally, but if I didn't get to you: Thank you.
The amazing people at Zoolatry made this photo of Charlotte, and it will forever stay in my sidebar.
We're holding on. It hasn't really sunk in yet that she's gone. Every time I call the dogs in from outside, I stand at the door waiting for Charlotte. When I put down food bowls it breaks my heart that I only put down three. When I come in the front door, I don't see Charlotte's happy little body curled into a wiggling C shape. When I get up at 1am to get a snack, only Nola follows me while Auggie and Boston stay in bed.
I miss her. I miss her soft fur, her too big ears, her happiness. I miss the way she and Nola would play together for hours. I just miss her. I was there while she was coming into the world and I held her as she left it. Every time I think of her I cry, and Nola's right there, worried and whimpering. It's not FAIR!!!! Why Charlotte? Why such a young, beautiful dog?? I feel like I should have done more, got a second opinion, something. I'm not trying to have a pity party, I just need to vent.
All the dogs know something is wrong, but it's most pronounced with Nola. Charlotte was Nola's shadow from the minute she could walk, and her and Nola formed a close bond. As I type this, Nola is sitting and staring at me, in the exact spot where Charlotte passed. Nola has been very quiet today, and even more clingy then normal. She hasn't tried to beat up Auggie (this is incredibly out of character), she hasn't wanted to play with her toys. The way my pack was, it was Boston and Auggie and Nola and Charlotte. Nola doesn't have much of a bond with either of them, and I can tell how much she misses her shadow. NOLA: I miss my puppy. From now on, what used to be Saturday Smiles or Sibling Saturday on the blog will now be Charlotte Saturday.
It kills me to think that just Tuesday, Nola and Charlotte were romping in the yard. Now Nola lays alone on my bed, quiet and tail still. And Charlotte lays, covered by dirt and dried roses.
It rained hard almost all day yesterday, but just before sunset the clouds part to reveal the beautiful blue sky. Then as night fell, I saw out my window a small, but blazingly bright, star.
Dachshund Mommy and Nola
|Run free, Charlotte, run free. Until we meet again, Mouse, we love and miss you!!|