The Pug is gone. I had to help him on his way today at the vet, and carried his body home in the same little basket I first brought him home in some 14.5 years ago.
It's the end of an era. ALl my creatures once connected with my homeland and my parents are now gone.
I am so wrapped up in grief over my mother - in some ways it helps with the Pug. I like knowing he is out there though where I can visit.
