Just a little bit of necessary background to this story: we lost our 17yo German Shepherd Merina on August 29th of this year. My whole family (DH, DS9 and DD12) was devastated, but things seem to be getting a bit easier for everyone.
This am, DS9 says to me (out of nowhere), "can we touch spirits?". My reply, "no, honey, we can't - they live in a different part of life than we do. Why?"
"Cause I just wanted to touch Merina's fur one more time."
OH. MY. GOD. Felt like somebody just reached inside my chest and RIPPED my heart right out.
This am, DS9 says to me (out of nowhere), "can we touch spirits?". My reply, "no, honey, we can't - they live in a different part of life than we do. Why?"
"Cause I just wanted to touch Merina's fur one more time."
OH. MY. GOD. Felt like somebody just reached inside my chest and RIPPED my heart right out.