Inside the dog shower used to be her very favorite place. Then, Missy the pug died and she seemed to stay away. We put a new bed in and still she has not gone in her past favorite place for almost three months. It has been empty.
I added her fleece blanket in there to see if that would help her want to return to this area. I love having her here as its close to my computer and a room I am in often when I'm home. This morning, I realized she was back in her little cave.
Grief is such a journey.
As Shakespeare said,
What wound ever did heal but by degrees?
Within each of us is the capacity to heal,
and in any given moment we do the best that we can.
