This wasn't the Grateful post I wanted to write today.
I arrived home at 10.45pm from the Sydney Kids Business Bloggers Brunch. A round trip of 773kms or so, not including the trip into the city with the gorgeous Sara & Em.
I am very grateful for safe travels and Sara's offer to drive into Sydney.
Though she now lives interstate - she was a
rally champion. I hate city
drivers driving.
After the Bloggers brunch I had to return my friend's cat carrier . She is moving this weekend too .
She was working at her new property . I used my Mum's GPS for directions as I hadn't been there. It lead me down a very badly maintained country road , across a little flowing creek
( 'Roberts Creek' road should have alerted me ).
As I was furiously cursing the potholes, gravel road and hairpin bends ...I am grateful for the little Echidna I saw crossing the road. A car coming the opposite direction flashed me , though I had seen it already. It turned and looked at us both stopped, changed it's mind and ambled back to side of the road. Unaware.
Hours later I was relieved to arrive
home, safe.
It still feels strange calling this place
home , but it is starting to feel like
HOME.
DH said nothing , then... nor the small boys who were fast asleep.
We chatted over a cuppa and went to bed.
First thing this morning I woke to one boy cuddling up to me and both boys telling me Jed, our puppy was dead ...run over by wheels (of the 'Jeep' driven by DH), and buried .
The boys told me all the details , all matter of
fact'ly, DH added a few scant details, it only happened at 5.30pm last night. Just after I called him to say I was on my way home.
The boys saw it all , they were in the car , driving on the property.
Daddy drove back to find ...
Jed was bleeding, his were legs in the air ? with actions.
No tears were mentioned and I didn't ask if there were,
tears.
I can't even ask where they buried Jed. They just told me Daddy
buried Jed.
My hub said he didn't want to upset me last night.
I had a little hot, salty spill when he went into town, then again at the clothes line.
I know it will affect him too, he just won't talk about how much. Jed was such a lovely dog. DH has a soft heart and will embrace his own grief and guilt in his own way.
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| Jed ... Dashi |
I'm grateful, Jed's sister
Dashi (after the Octonauts) is still here to soothe us and we her . She seems to be looking for her best buddy and is very affectionate today. She seems wanting ; to get up close and personal.
Moving on ...Kinder news topic this week is PETS. Talk about bad timing.
Different children have news each day of the week. Joel and Sam's turns are Thursday and Friday respectively. I should be grateful for that.
I will have to write and let the teacher know.
Sure as hell I will choke up and cry if I try to tell her any other way.
The boys adored Jed , we had him 6 weeks. Long enough to love him forever. Everyday, teaching him to play fetch, watching him chase cows or race our other puppy through the grass. Teaching him to shake hands, walk on the lead, laughing as he'd lick their faces ...He followed the boys everywhere.
I don't know if they are particularly traumatised
(WTH ? is it with spam bots that RT any mention of traumatised) , though they saw it all.
However, they still tell everybody about our 13yr old dog, Patch, dying and being in heaven ... that was 2 yrs ago
(He was euthanised ).
Whenever they saw a dog in Western Australia, on our trip, they told the owners about our 'Patchy.' So we would have to explain.
I am grateful the boys have a lovely teacher who will know (I hope) how best to manage
news this week.
How did you help your children deal with the loss of a pet ?
♥ 
