I turned 58 a couple days ago! The day itself had its ups and downs.
To start the day, I got up to check on Elliott and go to the bathroom. On the way back to bed, I stepped in kitty poop because Deja chose to poop next to her box. I think she was mad at me about something.
I came to work and that went well.
In the afternoon, Mark and Kathryn took Elliott to the vet because he hasn't been doing very well -- he lost 15 lbs in the last three months. He was weak, had no muscle, and didn't have much quality of life. They decided to release him to the Rainbow Bridge. I hope he is running with Angel now. I always thought that he must be related to Angel because he reminded me so much of her.
After we took time to cry and grieve a bit, we decided to go out for a birthday dinner. We had wonderful steak at Outback. We got our drinks and toasted Elliott. I will miss him. I'm sure there will be more dogs in my future, but right now, we are still missing Elliott.
Life does move on.
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