At this point, we knew a fast move was approaching. Which, like with any move, meant we needed to let go of a few things. I'd been holding onto this bag of dog food from Kermit (I had actually just purchased it a couple weeks before he passed, not knowing he was going to die). Along with some unused treats, I found out the local Humane Society will take donations like this. I was happy to not just throw it all away.
It actually took me about this long to rev up the emotional courage. For a long time, every time I looked at his stuff, I just teared up so much. By this point, the grieving process had moved forward enough that I didn't feel like a crazy crying lady dropping off dog food.
Ended up being a fun adventure, and a good way to put things to use again.
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