Afie, my parents’ / family’s dog since the mid-90s, is being taken to the vet at 3pm today. As my mom said:
Afie is going to go play in Doggie Heaven with the other happy, fun doggies now.
I’m half glad that I’m at work as it provides a bit of a distraction, but being sad will likely get in the way of thinking clearly. While I understand that Afie has been sick for quite a while and it’s likely time, I can’t help but be sad about it.