I know I wrote back to this a few minutes ago!
So here's the short version.
My vet says poison, probably rat poison. Especially since we have a big rat problem here.
I'm figuring someone put rat poison along the fence line and he got it somehow. He always did like eating the grass through the fence. But he never went out when I wasn't with him watching him.
So Pog's going to the vet today to check him out as well. He's showing no signs of being sick, so I'm hoping he's ok. He'll just have to be really watchful with him too.
It's so lonely now without my Lucas. I keep looking at all my pics of him and it makes me smile to see how much he smiled in most of his pics. And laugh at the evil glares I got.
I don't know what I'm going to do now. It feels so empty and alone here without Lucas near me. Even though he mainly just slept he was still there and I knew he was there and I have no one to talk to know.
It's funny. Before, I looked crazy because I talked to Lucas when he was laying near me. I talked to him about my day and how he was doing, how I was doing. Now I start talking to him lik ehe's there, but I look over and he's not there. When I look and he's not laying anywhere near me, all I can think is "oh now, where'd he go."
And then it hits me again, he's gone.
He was such a good boy. I just feel like I've lost everyone I've ever cared about. First Steve, now Lucas. I don't know what to do.
I just want him back. I want him to be there like all those times before when I was having a hard time. I want to just hug him and I can't. Knowing I can't even hug him or look at his gorgeous eyes and know he cares just kills me. It hurts knowing that I don't have my buddy to lean on anymore, like I did so many times before. I don't even have my model to take pics of anymore.
He was honestly such a big part of my life, and it kills me knowing he's gone.
And no one over here seems to understand just how big a part of my life he really was. They just don't get it. He meant everything to me.
I better stop or this is going to be five pages worth of blubbering.
But yeah. I don't know what I'm going to do without Lucas in the house. And I can't even afford to take the day off for him.