This has been a rough week. I have been recovering from this post wedding cold and then Monday morning I got a call that our family dog, Petey, had stopped eating. Let me explain that he had a tumor in his throat, it came on quickly and out of nowhere and he deteriorated over a short span of time. So at 7am Monday I learned that at 1:30 PST he would be put down. My heart broke. I've been a wreck. He was an amazing dog, a stinker, a snuggler, a food from the table stealer, an all around good dog. I miss him so much. I'm glad he isn't suffering anymore but my heart is busted open. And I'm grieving. I know this is what I'm supposed to be feeling and I'm sitting in it but it's been very difficult. Needless to say I'm not quite up to blogging very much so my super awesome wedding post will have to come later. For now I'm grieving my puppy-bear Petey. He's now hanging out with my first pup Pal, snuggled in blankies and sneaking food from the table. Love and miss them both.