Morning,
Well, mudji survived his night in the crate. He was restless, but has not been in one since he was a pup. I slept on the couch and listened to him all night. I let him out about 4, I think. He headed to the water bowl and I could hear him draining it. When morning dawned, I was greeted with sloppy kisses and a wagging tail!
Me, not sure how I'm doing. I know I'll get through this, but it's hard. Tears are coming way too easily, and I know I've probably already started the grieving process. But we will soldier on, somehow.
Thanks for all the support. It means a lot!
hannah