Sunday, December 14, 2014

It's Like Rain on Your Wedding Day.

This is the post I've been meaning to write, but absolutely, positively do not want to write. I'd rather do anything else than begin the emotional train wreck that will become this blog post.

Now, I know what at least a couple of people are thinking.


No! That is not what happened. Fuck you, guys. He went through with marrying me. sucker. 

It was beautiful. Small and intimate. My brother married us and we were able to completely surprise his grandparents with our nuptials. We laughed and cried and then laughed at our crying. We were the couple on top of the cake. We were giddy. However shortly after the ceremony, our beloved English Bulldog, Zeus, passed away. It was completely unexpected. The emergency vet told Matt it seemed like Zeus had some sort of underlying respiratory condition that went unnoticed, and the mix warmth and excitement, labored his breathing. It stopped his heart. She assured us it could have happened at any time.

We were devastated. Zeus had been our homie for over five years and we were ridiculously obsessed with him. He was our partner-in-crime and, as silly as it may sound, our furry little kid. 

Despite the horrible circumstances, our friends and family helped us make the best of the remainder of the day--well, them and a little panacea known as alcohol. But as soon as everyone went home, Matt and I were left with the task of dealing with an empty apartment. 

The next couple weeks were taxing, we tried to come to terms with this loss, and the fact that it happened on what was supposed to be one of the happiest days of our relationship. Eleven years we waited to get married, and within 20 minutes of saying "I do", our squishy dog-child was gone. That fucked with me pretty bad, I'm not going to lie.

I wish I could have come back after being away for such a long time and say that everything was perfect, but that just ain't life, baby. As I get older, I'm learning that life will fuck with you sometimes. It will tear you apart, just to prove you're capable of putting yourself back together. And even though I miss Zeus every single day, I can't help but feel lucky that I didn't lose any family. Or friends. Or my husband.

Recently, I saw a picture of someone I know on Facebook. She was sitting on her fiance's grave in her wedding dress. Someone always has it worse.

It's been almost two months since our wedding and Zeusie's passing. Sometimes I'll come home and still expect him to greet me at the door, before being reminded of his absence by the silence in my house. But then again, sometimes I still forget that I'm someone's wife now.

I guess these things just take time.


Mary Beth said...

I am so very sorry. I can't even imagine what we will do when our fur baby passes. xoxoxoxo

Allie said...

Thank you so much, Mary Beth! It gets easier as time passes, but it was definitely heartbreaking.

pxilated said...

Sad news. Zeus was lucky to have had you and Matt for the five years he did. Best wishes.

Allie said...

That's so kind of you to say. Thank you!

Cherie Jamison said...

This is the saddest thing. I'm so sorry. :( He was very cute and I'm sure he was a sweetie.

I love bulldogs, but I have honestly heard so many stories like this that it makes me afraid to ever get one. It's terrible how many random health problems that breed is plagued with.

Again, I'm very sorry for your loss.

Allie said...

Thank you, Cherie.

Unfortunately, you're right. English Bulldogs are awesome and hilarious, but a lot of them come with health issues that are just customary with the breed. He definitely made a big impact on us even in the short period of time he was here.

Katie said...

I'm so sorry for your loss. Zeus was a cutie. But congratulations on your marriage and best wishes for a wonderful life together.

Allie said...

Thank you so much, Katie.

Angel The Alien said...

So sorry to hear about your loss. It is never "just a dog," it is like losing, if not a family member, then at least a best friend!