This whole time is kind of bittersweet and also emotional because like… she fell like March 12th or 13th and then passed about 6 weeks later on Earth Day (April 22nd, quite fitting day/holiday actually) but in the mean time, my birthday is March 31st and hers was April 8th plus I love spring or did so there’s a lot of positivity too but it’s not the same without her and of course these whole two months are when everything went down so it’s kind of bittersweet too.
I only know the date she fell or about the date because Brewster’s gotcha day was the 14th and I know we got him either the next day or a couple days after I was told about him. I think a couple days later. And my dad called me with the news about her falling in the same exact phone call as the one where he told me he adopted me a dog hah so yeah…
Sorry to get all sad.