My little furry friend is gone, and it’s all quiet in my house again!
The owners came home a little earlier than planed. The owners dads (who normally keeps Molly, is terminal sick) suddenly took a turn for the worse, and they needed to cut their trip short. 😦 My thoughts go out to them.
Out of the blue, they showed up to pick up their little girl, and within minutes everything was packed and they were gone!
As much as I was “looking forward” to get my house back, it sure is weird now that she’s gone.
I find myself looking around to check on where she is, even though she isn’t here anymore. It’s funny how quickly you adapt to having a pet, and change your routines.
Guess it’s going to take me a moment to get out of that again.
I feel like an empty nester 😦