Poor Kim got a terrible shock today when she went home from work. Baker had passed away. She'd been such a sick little dog for a long time and I'd worried that she wouldn't even last the weekend that I took care of her. She and Bailey have been constant, if not loving, companions for about 10 years and I hope Bailey won't be too lonesome without her. Baker was Kim's favorite and I know she'll always miss her.
We become very attached to our pets and they hold a special place in our homes and hearts, maybe not as close as children but quite near that. We learn their personalities, their likes and dislikes. We want to please them as much as they please us.
Kim phoned Nick to come and take care of disposing of Baker because she just couldn't do it herself. Nick, ever strong and capable, took the dog to a veterinarian who will handle her disposal. It's not much different than when a person dies. The remains need to be either buried or cremated and Kim chose cremation which is the wise choice.
I know that Kim won't replace Baker with another dog. It was David who needed to surround himself with the pets that Kim didn't really want but she came to love Baker especially. Now she only has Bailey who seems to be healthy as a horse and ready and able to give her all the love that a pet is capable of giving.
I'm hoping they'll be able to console each other.
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