I hate March. There are too many sad events that have happened during this month. I lost my precious Twinkie in March of 2007. Quest was diagnosed with lymphoma in March of 2021. And then Quest made her journey to the Rainbow Bridge last March. This year I have been counting down the days until April.

One year ago this evening, I faced the decision every pet parent dreads. Quest hadn’t been feeling well, so I wanted to get her checked out. I thought after receiving fluids and anti-nausea medication, she would perk up. As we left for the emergency hospital, I had no idea we would return home without our sweet Quest. Saying goodbye to her was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. But I knew I was making the right choice. She was experiencing a list of health problems that grew as time went by. It wouldn’t have been fair to keep her here for me. I needed to set her free to be reunited with Aspen. Life isn’t the same without them. I miss them both with a ferocity I didn’t know lived inside me. Memories soothe my heart, as does my Malibu, who is still by my side. But it will never be the same again.

Quest in January 2022

Quest’s final run on March 20, 2022