Coco
Something sad recently happened in the family: Coco, Sandy’s dog, died. Coco was a big part of our family: My parents loved him, so much so that we included a mention of their “granddogs” in the obituary, and the girls spent time with him every time we visited Madison. (If you search “Coco” on this blog you’ll see lots of photos – including one of my all-time faves below.) I also have tons of happy, pre-kids memories of Coco; the first time I met him was the summer before Q and I got married, when I flew home for my wedding shower.
After losing our parents, most other sad events/losses will pale in comparison. But anyone who has had a dog (especially one that lived as long as Coco did) knows what an integral part of the family they are and can imagine how hard this loss is for Sandy. I know she’s comforted, though, by the thought of him being with our parents; I like to think of him happily bouncing around on our dad’s freshly cut grass up there.
-M
