Thanks again, everyone. The last two nights have been kind of hard for some reason. As Deb said, when least expected, a wave of grief washes over me and, I just have to cry. I just miss him so very much. For four months, I was with him 24/7 and now he's just not here. I'm a consultant, and usually am traveling for work. But I was very fortunate/blessed to have had a client for the last six months that allowed me to work entirely from home. I believe that was planned, because otherwise, I couldn't have taken care of Nugget. But it's very hard on me now because I miss him so much. I have two cats and Charlie, and they do help. But Nugget was my little baby. Several times a day, I would sit cross legged on the floor, and he would come over and sit in my lap and cuddle. That's what I miss the most. At 110 lbs, Charlie just isn't a good lap dog.
I do try to remember and focus on the funny and happy things he did, though. Other than carrying the mail for me, he was very much a little boy. We have two large, fluffy dog beds, one in the bed room, and the other in the living room. And as Nugget got older, he wouldn't just step onto them to go to bed. He would run and jump into bed.
And he soooo wanted to be like his big brother, Charlie. Whenever we go for our daily walks, Charlie has to take his soccer ball. He packs it in his mouth for about a 1/4 mile, and then drops it. He then picks it back up on our way home and carries it the rest of the way. One day, when Nugget was just barely bigger than the soccer ball, he grabbed for it, and was able to get a bite on a torn piece of the cover. Nugget had to hold his head high to get the ball off the ground, but he carried the ball for about 20 feet. It was hilarious, because he could barely walk with the ball hanging out of his mouth. But he was going to do what Charlie did no matter what.
It's amazing how big of an impact one little puppy can have on a person's life in only four months. And for one born so small, he had a HUGE personality. I miss you little man!