Join Date: Dec 2012
Location: Boston Ma.
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More drama with animal hospital.after paying bill and asking when the ashes will be there,Im told by Friday.I tell them to make sure and call me when they get there,so I can come get him. Toby loved riding in my SUV,One of the last things I whispered in his ear,before he left was.I'll be back in a few days to get you and we can ride home together..
I wait at home all day Friday,I don't want to miss the call. The phone never rings.I'm kind of too upset to call and find out,my last couple of conversations with them,didn't go very well. Girl friend gets home from work,we decide that we will call on Saturday,its a 24 hour 7 day a week place.
After supper,the doorbell rings,she looks out window and says its the UPS truck I didn't order anything,neither did I??? I get a box sign for it,but cant read return label because its dark in the hall way.Take it into kitchen and read return address. My Tobs came home in a UPS truck.. I know I should be glad that he is home,and I am,but something inside of me wanted to be the one that took him home in the back of my car,that we put so many miles and miles on together.. Im hoping this will put some closure on everything and I can start picking up the pieces and moving on.But truth be told,it been 3+ weeks of sadness,depression and more tears than I ever thought possible..