My life over the last week has been mostly about Hannah and Klunk, so there isn't much else to say. I don't have any photos. Hannah and I picked Klunk's ashes up yesterday, and she came apart again. She is absolutely gutted, and there isn't anything for me to do except let her sit with her sadness. I do very much appreciate all your kind words, though. Most of you know the misery of losing a pet, and some of you know the agony of watching a child in pain. They're both brutal. Thank goodness for understanding friends, good books, and knitting.
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I"m so sorry. Time will help.
Picking up the ashes is really difficult. I couldn't wait to get Huck back with ME in some regard, but when Fireman walked in with Huck's ashes, I just fell apart. Poor Hannah and poor you! IM so sorry
Such a tough time, but as you say there is no way around it just through it even if it hurts so much. Take care.
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