Judy and Boomer
Member Since 2014
We picked Boomer's ashes up yesterday and he's back home with us, sitting on my dresser along with his sisters Peanut and Snickers and his brother Allen.
I miss my sweet little boy so very much.
When Dr Larry and his assistant, Laura, were here on the 14th to help Boomer cross, I told them one of my favourite stories about Boomer. I had been sewing little pillows to use during the newborn photography I used to do, and I decided to sew one for Boomer. I put it down on the floor in the area where he liked to lay, and as soon as he came into the room he walked right over to it and laid his head on it! I was thrilled! And I laughed to see DH's jaw drop; of course he thought that Boomer wouldn't use it.
DH and I are doing ok but we both still look in the spare bedroom when we pass it, expecting to see Boomer laying on the desk under the window. I've even headed in there a few times to let Boomer know that I was going out and that Daddy Bean would be here to test him at 10:00 and that he should let Daddy know if he needed anything. When I get up in the morning I walk into the kitchen and I don't know what to do after 6 years of testing/feeding/shooting and writing daily posts in this forum.
Boomer called me again last night; this is the fourth time since he passed. I was already half out of bed before I remembered. I wonder why he is calling me. I hope he is ok.
I miss my sweet little boy so very much.
When Dr Larry and his assistant, Laura, were here on the 14th to help Boomer cross, I told them one of my favourite stories about Boomer. I had been sewing little pillows to use during the newborn photography I used to do, and I decided to sew one for Boomer. I put it down on the floor in the area where he liked to lay, and as soon as he came into the room he walked right over to it and laid his head on it! I was thrilled! And I laughed to see DH's jaw drop; of course he thought that Boomer wouldn't use it.
DH and I are doing ok but we both still look in the spare bedroom when we pass it, expecting to see Boomer laying on the desk under the window. I've even headed in there a few times to let Boomer know that I was going out and that Daddy Bean would be here to test him at 10:00 and that he should let Daddy know if he needed anything. When I get up in the morning I walk into the kitchen and I don't know what to do after 6 years of testing/feeding/shooting and writing daily posts in this forum.
Boomer called me again last night; this is the fourth time since he passed. I was already half out of bed before I remembered. I wonder why he is calling me. I hope he is ok.


