Most of the women get flowers or balloons delivered to them at work. Not me. What did I get delivered to my workplace? Ladd and BB's ashes.
I get a call on my cellphone. Well actually it was a missed call because I was in a staff meeting. I called the number back and it was a man named Gary asking me when he could deliver Ladd's ashes. I explained I was at work and had no idea when I would be home. He offered to deliver them to my job and I accepted.
I had him bring BB's too because Squirrel works longer hours then I do and she never get's home at a descent hour. That and I felt it would be easier on her if I just brought them home with me. Believe it or not I am an excellent sister, just ask Crab.
I have to admit my heart was racing, I felt sick to my stomach, and I just wanted to be at home. I had to get over those feelings real fast. My boss did offer to let me leave and a couple of other bosses offered to cover for me, but leaving work and coming home would not have brought Ladd back.
It's wierd leaving in the mornings and not telling Ladd it's time for me to go make the milk bone money. That's what I would tell him and he would head straight for his kennel. His kennel was huge and it didn't bother him being in there.
So that's what is going on with me right now. I'm happy it's Friday.
4 comments:
Hey you got through the better part of a week and I am proud you managed to do OK. You will always be making the Milk Bone money, always as Ladd lives on in your memmories.
*hugs* available on request...
Sending hugs and kisses to you, sweetie.
Here's a hug and a smile from Paris, Manny.
Weird. I didn't see this post until today.
You're nicer than me. I just have the vet dispose of the body.
I can hear the crowd booing now. LOL!
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