The day felt so off — one of those days where you don’t really feel a part of what is going on but more standing back, removed from full participation and involvement, no matter what you are doing. You move through the day watching yourself and others, secret sorrow putting a veil between you and those around you who don’t know your loss.
{{I had written a long post here, but somehow it didn’t save and I don’t have the heart to go through it all again. I’m sorry.}}
Suffice it to say that we are sad here at Casa Shu, even Snowy, when told of Chick’s situation, started crying and then kept a gentle, supportive connection with Chick all day, which is 180* from what we were bracing for (expecting her usual “brisk” stiff-upper-lip approach). It was a gift to find that she could still connect somewhere in her mind to this soft manner and empathy.
I faced down some chihuahuas at work and got a strong vote of support from the top dog owner on matters in general. Too bad that I perceive now that all victories there are fleeting and so easily upturned, 
but it made it nice to have Friday end up that way. Floated a balloon for Sis and me out into the world – don’t know if anything will float back but nice to be considered a commodity of some value.
Snowy stayed up just past 5, telling Chick she was trying so hard to stay with her until her momma got home as she didn’t want Chick to be alone. I was there soon after, unbelievably shutting down before 5:30 — it was still daylight when I put the top down and let the chill air blow some of the dust of the week away. I just wanted to leave other people’s “kids” behind and get home to my girls (even if one was already snoring 
).
Maybe that metallic ringing echo will stop at some point.
Thank you for leaving me your thoughts!