Unplanned holes

On my way home today, I was thinking of what all I needed to do once I arrived. I was thankful that the washing machine was broken, since that means no laundry. : ) What I hadn't planned was running over the dog coming up the driveway. I saw him coming and thought he would surely move. He surely didn't. I heard a yelp, looked in my rearview mirror and saw him twitching a bit. Thankfully in less that a minute, he was still and out of his misery. I got that sick feeling in my stomach similar to how I feel when I get pulled over. My immediate fear was for Shelby and how to get her in the house without her seeing him. She has already spotted him and Jake running towards us as we pulled in. Thankfully again, she was distracted with getting her stuffed animal and book and I chattered to divert her attention until we could get inside. I sat her down in front of the TV with some juice, grabbed a couple of Wal-Mart bags and went out to dig a hole. In the past, I would have gotten quite upset. Today, I was a little sad, but put in perspective, it doesn't seem like a big deal. I guess, I have been hardened. I would happily  trade all the dogs I've ever owned or ever will, for just one more day with Jeffrey! I will miss that Oliver seemed to know when I was upset and would come sit with me. He was a good lap dog and Shelby did love to play with him. I do dread to break the news to the girls after school today. Hopefully they will share at least a bit of my apathy.