I've been doing pretty well the past few days with Scooter being gone. He was so old and fragile, as well as cranky, that I know he's comfortable and at peace now.
However, I do miss him more than I can express.
Today was the first time I've been to the grocery store since he died last Thursday, and I nearly started crying while I was there. This was the first time in months that I didn't have to buy baby food for him. Grief sneaks up when you least expect it, leaving you with tears leaking from your eyes when you are trying to choose tomatoes.
I told Keith when I got home that I sort of just felt like climbing into bed and curling up in a fetal position. I didn't do that, but I did get in bed for a short nap. Grey came and snuggled up next to me, her side against my ear, purring and comforting me. Both Keith and I have been kind of down today. We both miss Scooter, and while we need rain, the gloomy day didn't help either of us any.
In other news, I have finished the first sample sock for Gale's Art. I'll wash it tonight, get it blocked and finally get a picture of it tomorrow.