Sasha.

I'm still crying, the 'what if's' creeping up on me...
Ethan doesn't understand, Austin gets it, and has shed tears.
Michael is taking it hard.
I'm taking it harder than I anticipated I would.

Sasha, our beloved dog of almost 9 years, was killed by a vehicle Thursday night.

I'm still trying to understand - she hardly ever (maybe twice) went down to the road.
I just don't get it.
I never will.

That's all I want to say about her death at this time....I can barely type right now. I might post more later about it, maybe not. I will have a post later with more photos of her. We had many good memories with her that we will cherish and always keep in our hearts. :)
We loved her.
So much.
It hurts.