Hello to all our beautiful baby girls facebook family. This is Coronas mom, Jamie. Ive gotten to know so many of you, your loved ones, and your furbabies through Corona and have become personal friends with so many of you. Ive gotten so many messages asking how were doing and checking on us. Right now, its just too hard to get back to all of you, so I will do it here in one big message. I want to start by saying that you are all beyond amazing!!! The love, prayers, support, pictures you are making, poems, everything is just mind blowing. I can not thank you all enough for being so wonderful. Ive been getting on Coronas page from time to time to read comments and message. Im seeing and feeling everything you guys are giving. When I made Coronas page, we were thinking wed get 100 or so followers, never ever did we think she would get up over 3,000. Not only are you guys her followers, but her friends, her family. You guys have sent letters, pictures, cards, gifts. You guys have loved her and shared her and talked about her as if she were your own. And in my eyes, she is. For over a year you guys have been a part of our family. Youve not only seen hundreds of photos of Corona, but of our son and our other babies. Youve watched our family grow, youve celebrated holidays with us, and been there to help us when times were tough. After making Coronas page, it didnt take long before friends of hers started passing on to the Bridge. Friends that we had seen pictures of on a daily basis and fallen in love with. Ive sat at this desk, on the computer, and cried enough tears to fill a lake for those lost loved furbabies. And I know many of you have now done that for our Corona. I wish I could hug each and every one of you and shed some tears with you. Okay, so are we doing... Well, we are doing the best we can. Seth has a job, we have other fur babies, we have a 3 year old son. As much as wed love to just stay in bed all day and mourn, we can not. I highly doubt Corona would want that anyway. She slept a lot the last few months, but she found comfort in us being active. She loved watching the other furbabies and Brayden play, she loved going outside to sunbathe and watch the birds and butterflies, she was very good at laying just outside the kitchen and watching us prepare dinner. WE MUST KEEP ON WITH OUR DAILY LIVES BECAUSE SHE IS STILL WATCHING!! And now she has wings to fly with the birds and butterflies. Brayden doesnt quite understand whats going on. We told him that she went to Heaven, that shes an Angel now, and that she will always be watching over him. Hell be playing fine and then when he settles down, he wants to know where she is so he can cuddle. Hes asked when she is coming home, if shes done being an Angel yet, and says that shes taking forever to come back. He got very upset with me this morning because I didnt set out enough food bowls. He kept saying one was missing. Our other furbabies are taking it hard too. We have this very old, smelly, dirty, disgusting couch that weve kept because it was the only one low enough for Corona to get on. One of our babies was laying on it earlier and just crying. I kept calling for him to me so I could cuddle him, but he didnt want to get up. He just looked at me so sad and kept whining. My husband isnt big on the whole facebook thing. Hes a pretty private person and like most men, he keeps things to himself. As his wife, I respect that and will do my best to let you know how hes doing without making him feel uncomfortable. He didnt have pets growing up. Corona was his first dog and has been with him almost half of his life. He moved out of his parents house at 17 so he could have her. He worked, he found a place to live, he took her to the vet when it was needed, he did everything for her. She showed him love, loyalty, compassion, responsibility. A few years after having her she started having seizures. She was about 4 years old. Instead of being an irresponsible punk 20 year old, he took her to vet and she was diagnosed with epilepsy. Instead of giving her away or having her put down, he spent the rest of her life buying Phenobarbital month after month to help prevent the seizures and keep her alive. For many years, it was just the two of them. Theyd go on drives and explore trails and parks. A true man and his best friend story. Im sure you can imagine his pain. Corona was not my first dog. I had many pets in and out of my life growing up, but I never got to keep one long enough for it to become a senior and the decision had to be made to let them go. I met Corona when she was about 5, soon after the seizures started. Seth and I didnt become a couple until a few years later. I loved her before I love him. Seth and I have both said this is the hardest thing weve ever had to do. Weve both lost loved ones and shed tears throughout our lives, but nothing like this. Corona was and always will be our baby. Im a stay at home mom, my days revolve around taking care of our son and furbabies. And lately, Coronas care had taken up most of my days. Seth helps when he can, but with work he couldnt be home all the time. For years, I had a routine. Wake up, let the dogs out, make Brayden breakfast, give Corona her pill, feed the dogs, let the dogs out again, clean Brayden up, make myself something to eat, clean up the house, let the dogs out during the day. And lately its been wake up, let them out, clean up Coronas mess, give her a bath, start laundry, let them all out again, give Corona her pill, feed them, feed Brayden, let Corona out a hundred times, clean up the mess when I dont get her out in time or when she forgets shes supposed to go outside and not in her bed, give her another bath, on and on. The last week she was with us, it was nothing but clean up her mess, give her a bath, do laundry to clean her bedding and the towels to bathe her, start over. Without her, I just sit here and I dont know what to do with myself. There are things I could be doing, like cleaning Coronas food bowl and putting it away, cleaning up the bathroom I used to give her a bath multiple times a day for the last week, turning the alarm off on my phone that reminds me to give her her pill, put her pills away, put her coats away. I cant even look at the Christmas stuff without getting choked up. I just cant get myself to do anything. She has so many pictures, cards, and post cards from her friends hung up in the office (her wall of furiends), Im not sure what to do with all of it. I was thinking of making a scrapbook to put everything in. There is so much I want to do, so much I need to do. Our house is full, but it feels so empty. I just dont even know what to do, where to start. There are pictures I want to post, but I cant look at them without breaking down. You all keep saying it will get better, give it time. I know you are all right about that, but right now I just feel like it will never get better. Maybe when we get her back and have her shelf all set up, Ill feel better and less empty.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 22:14:49 +0000
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