“I already forget, Chris! I’m starting to forget what he smelled like. I used to bury my face in his fur when I came home, and he had this smell…” He gave Chris a rueful grin. “Is that gross? That’s gross, isn’t it?”
I was checking out your master fic list when I saw this story. I must be a glutton for punishment because I had to put my beloved Beagle/Basset mix down 2 days ago, but in the end your story made me cry and smile. Those sentences above really struck me. The last thing I did was smell my dog's fur right before the vet put him to sleep. Seemed like a silly thing to do...but I guess story!Zach and I agree, it's not.
Anyway, painful but lovely story. You covered Zach's loss well. Thanks for letting me ramble.
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I was checking out your master fic list when I saw this story. I must be a glutton for punishment because I had to put my beloved Beagle/Basset mix down 2 days ago, but in the end your story made me cry and smile. Those sentences above really struck me. The last thing I did was smell my dog's fur right before the vet put him to sleep. Seemed like a silly thing to do...but I guess story!Zach and I agree, it's not.
Anyway, painful but lovely story. You covered Zach's loss well. Thanks for letting me ramble.