NorthWapiti's Super Grover
July 13, 1996 - October 30, 2006
This morning though, I feel like my heart has been torn out of my chest and stomped to a pulp. I feel wrecked and broken - and a failure at the school of loss.
I'm sure most of you have figured out where this is going by now, yesterday evening, very quickly and - despite his recent illness - very unexpectedly, Grover left us.
The details of his passing are just cruel and heartbreaking. The short version of it is that Grover and I had a wonderful day together yesterday. He seemed almost himself again. He and I ran into Westlock to do some errands late in the afternoon, including a quick stop at the vet clinic for the vets to take a look at him. Trevor was as optimistic as I about his recovery.
He has always been a great traveler and he rode home comfortably in his crate in the back of the van, except about 20 minutes from home he let out a very mournful howl - just one - one that I now know will haunt me forever. I assured him we would be home soon and flipped on the interior light in the van to make sure he didn't need to stop for a break. He seemed to be resting contentedly.
When I arrived home and opened the back of the van to let him out, he was gone.
I spoke with my vet last night and he warned me that we might never know what happened. Although I am taking him in for a necropsy today, I don't think answers are going to help anyway - they certainly won't bring him back.
I looked for a quote to include in this email, but nothing seemed right. This is all I found -
Tears are words the heart can't express
And that is where I sit this morning - without the words to express this loss, just the tears.
I loved him so much,