jake

this morning we said good-bye to jake...

i would like to say that i am really going to miss him, but that would be lying. i am, however, very sad for my husband who has had jake longer than he has had me. and although i am looking forward to no more dog hair, slobber, or fears of him ripping someones face off, i do have some fond memories of our very lovable, goofy dog.

as anthony drove away with jake, i was left to attempt an explanation to the kids. not sure if bennett really cared; he was too busy jumping off the ottoman. but as i informed them that jake was old and it was his time to die, ella actually had a big smile on her face as she realized that now maddie would have some company... you know, besides just Jesus and God. so here is a little snippet of our conversation:

ella: oh, is daddy driving him to heaven?

me: no, just to see dr. kc.

ella clearly is confused by this.

me, trying to explain more clearly: dr. kc will give him a shot and it won't hurt at all.

ella: so then why does it hurt when we get a shot?

me: well, his shot might hurt a little, but the rest of it won't.

ella: so will he die right away?

me: umm... yeah, i guess.

ella: will we see him when we go there (heaven)?

me: uh, yeah, i hope so. (hey, if i'm lying she won't be sad about it then because there are no tears in heaven...)

ella is quiet for a long time: i want jake to come home.

jake, in his better days, getting a very loving check up from his favorite vets: