Last night I got a call from my gram around 8:00 p.m. and she said that Juliette had gotten out again. So I gave Bart Hayley and put on my sneakers and grabbed a flashlight. I met gram outside and we went wandering around in her usual places and she was no where to be found. I walked towards the main road and gram stayed behind. I was yelling Juliette's name. I saw a guy and he asked if I was looking for a dog. I told him yes, fully expecting him to say that he saw one running after the horses. Nope. He told me that he just hit one. I guess the hopeful part of me was hoping he would say she was still alive and we could take her to the vet...but no poor Juliette is gone. She was only 1.5 years old. I asked the man if he would come with me to tell my gram. Man that was hard, we were both crying and then I had to explain it to my kids. Juliette is like their dog too since we live next door, and like me we loved that dog. So did my gram, it was her companion and she loved to take care of her. I feel so incredibly bad for my gram. She had only had the dog 1.5 years!
Caleb cried and cried, he asked a lot of questions and kept saying he misses Juliette over and over. Seeing your kid hurt, is so hard to watch. I tried to be as honest as I could be, but they still didn't understand. After I got them settled down and in bed I went back up to be with gram. I didn't feel like she should be alone. We sat for a little while and she told me that Juliette would be laying on her lap right now.
Today had been hard for Gram, me and the kids. Before I would have said I am not one for dogs...but this has me heartbroken. If you are the praying type, could you please say a few prayers for my gram. Thanks.