On Sunday morning our beloved 16 year old family dog, Silky, passed away. At 9:15am she was curled up in bed and everything was fine, until she suddenly became very ill and distressed. Within 10 minutes my brother, mum and I were with her at the emergency clinic. They think she had some sort of neurological episode. By 10:30, our beautiful Silky was asleep in our arms. It was the second time I've ever seen my brother cry, and the most upset I've ever seen mum. Everything was so sudden and unexpected, and now she's gone. I was looking into her eyes the moment she passed away, and it's something I'll never forget.
So the last few days have been hard on our little family, and we're trying to support each other as best we can. It's even little things, like if mum says she wants Japanese take-out and a strong drink, I'll mix drinks and grab the menu and try not to cause a fuss (hence the weight gain). I've basically just been trying to keep my shit together, because my family doesn't need to deal with my crap right now. Everything's building and my head still isn't right at all, everything's getting worse.
Rest in Peace, Silky, our gorgeous girl