Crevice dwellers

I was vacuuming today, and this tiny crevice dweller nearly broke me.

It was one of my dog’s treats.

He died unexpectedly on December 6, 2017. One moment he was sashaying around, as bulldogs do. The next, he slowly collapsed.

I was there. I was helpless.

If you’ve ever lost a dog or cat, you know what it’s like – you think you’ve moved on.

And then you find a crevice dweller and fresh grief washes over you. You never know when it’s going to hit.

I still haven’t washed my French bulldog, ToutDeSweet’s, favorite blanket.

Memories of our four-legged family members are, thankfully, buried deeper than the occasional dog treat. Those memories aren’t going anywhere. I miss you guys. I can’t wait to see you again – in the meantime, have fun and try to get along. ❤️