So tragically Skipper died yesterday. He suffocated in a chip bag while we were all gone to school or work. Horribly Jack found him when he got home from school. Jack became frantic and hysterical, obviously. Jack removed the bag from Skipper's head. He then tried calling my phone, but I had the sound turned off. He called Dada at work. Dan said he could barely understand him because he was so upset. Dan told Jack to call Myrna for help while he drove home. Myrna wasn't home but she sent Alex over to help. Alex checked Skipper out and let Jack know he was gone. He then wrapped Skipper up in a blanket. Once Myrna got there she called me at the school thru the office. I was frantic with worry over Jack finding Skipper. Luckily I was able to leave right after I talked with her.
Myrna was at the house to stay with the boys until I got there. Both boys were upstairs when I got home, they didn't want to be near Skipper's body. Jack fell into hysterics again, he was so upset, when he saw me. He was crying uncontrollably. Jacob explained that the bus had been too full to take him so he had to walk home. That was why Jack was there alone.
Minutes after I got home, Dada showed up. Jack, Dada and I held each other and cried. We petted Skipper's body. We also sat with Jack in the kitchen since he collapsed there in grief.
After a bit, when things had settled down I picked Amelia from school. I talked with the school counselor about the situation before I picked her up. Outside the building she asked why she was being picked up. I told her Skipper died. She broke down in tears, sobbing. We stood there for awhile hugging. When we got home, Dada and I showed her Skipper's body and we petted him a bit. After that she crawled into bed.
Right before I took Skipper's body to the vet to be cremated our family prayed around Skipper's body and touched him a final time.
Needless to say we are all devastated. It is just so sad that he is gone. We all depended so much on Skipper to be here and to love us. We received so much reassurance, companionship and support from that little dog. All of us are physically hurting from grief. As with all grief, we are coming together as a family. Slowing the pace down of our life; allowing each of us to process this in our own way but not alone in doing so.
RIP Skipper