I Wasn’t Ready

When people came to visit, Noelle would be so excited that she'd grab a shoe and carry it in her mouth. I used to keep my "good" shoes up high so she wouldn't get them. Today I checked the chickens, had poo on my sandals and was grossed out at the idea of putting them where I normally would. Then I remembered I didn't need to....

Every time I'd take my plate or bowl to the kitchen, I'd put it on the floor for Noelle to get "bites". I had several plates today with way too many crumbs...

I was out at Josh's Arches and swore I saw her laying on the grass, panting and smiling and getting ready to roll in something gross. It was the squashes curing that I saw from the corner of my eye - similar color...

I second guess putting Harlee Quinn's food on the floor because typically Noelle would eat anything within reach...

I have a rug in my office specifically for her to lay in when I'm working. Noone is there...

People knocked at the door today. I didn't know anyone was there because she wasn't here to bark...

I don't know why she had to die. I wasn't ready.