Today is my birthday and for some reason i seem to have a pattern of death every birthday since i was 4. And to some it may not be as devastating but for me this is my baby. I raised him at 2 days old bottle fed him and yesterday found him on the side of the road. And because he is my baby i picked him up built him a coffin painted it and laid him with Hunters baby blanket that he loved. And laid my baby to rest. I miss him so much. I loved my lil Olaf. And im sorry to share the saddness but im so hurt and my husband doesnt understand why it hurts so much. He was tought life goes on in which it does but i have been taught that its ok to cry and thats what i plan on doing:/ RIP sweet baby.
Thanks for your support ladies. I had taken him in because when looking at him he had no injury except blisters on his tounge and found out he was poisoned by antifreeze. I just composed a letter to all my neighbors to warn them so they dont have to go through the hurt we feel right now. My husband finally came around last night and was explaining how he doesn't handle hurt well and he rather hide behind humor and apologized for his actions. Im feeling alittle better especially after buring him. Knowing he is now at peace.
Awww I'm so sorry girl. I lost my baby girl Stella (my dog) in October so I know how you feel. It's unexplainable and some people just don't get it. I still have days where I just cry and can't believe it. RIP to your sweet baby ? and happy birthday, I hope it gets better!
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