Pixy's Journey 
#Journal of a very sad, and very warm, Dutch AuDHD Pixy (Thursday, 25/06/2026).
Koa allowed me some OK sleep, which was very nice, and very welcome. We got up, and we started our “day”, which was still quite warm, with the weather station showing me 27°C on it. Koa got his meal, I took my meds, and then I headed to the couch. I wanted to write an email to my sweet friend, like I usually do after getting up. Koa found a place to relax, which was nice, as long as it lasted. But before I could finish the email, I had to crate him, as he was nibbling on the wood beneath the couch, and he definitely should not get those splinters in him. I pulled him away several times, but he kept going back. So, the crate was the safe place for him to be. I didn’t have the energy to keep pulling him away, nor did I have the confidence that I would be fast enough to keep him from getting the splinters in his mouth.
Koa protested a bit, and then dozed off, while I finished my email. I wrote my journal toot, and uploaded it to the usual places. I had some ideas for images that I played with, before I put away the laptop, and had brekkie. Koa and I had a short walk after that, and then he had to be crated again, as he kept going back to the couch… I relaxed a bit with some telly, as I was still rather tired, even after a decent enough sleep.
When it was getting light out, Koa and I went for the longer walk, as much as my leg would allow, and Koa wanted to go. When we got back, after Koa had his meal, I went upstairs. Koa barked a few times, but I did manage to ride my bike for 20 minutes. Back downstairs, I closed all the windows and curtains again, and Koa and I went for another walk.
We met up with our neighbor and her black fluff. And she told us that later this afternoon, they had the final vet appointment for her dog. I tried to cuddle him as best as I could, with Koa on the leash with me, and I cried a little. I knew it was better for him, as he started to struggle more. But it’s always sad to lose a furry loved one. When we got home, I cried a bit more. Then I edited a picture of the fluff, to share on Pixelfed in his memory. I will really miss that big doofus, but he will be back with Arwen now, and they’re all carefree again.
While I don’t believe in God and all that, I do believe that all dogs go to heaven… They are just too good and loyal not to have a heaven made for them.
I tried to relax a bit, and I had to crate Koa more than I liked. But I was just too afraid he would get some of that wood from the couch into his mouth or intestines, and that it would cause damage to him if that would happen. So, better be safe than sorry. He didn’t object too much, as I guess he was glad to be free of the distractions, and just allowed to chill and relax.
We went out a few times for pees and poops. And we went to bed a little earlier, as I was just too drained of all the energy, due to sadness and all… It took a little while to doze off. Unfortunately, Koa woke me up several times during the night. And, although he did do something outside every time, getting woken up every 2-3 hours, really breaks the ability to get some proper rest from sleep. He woke me up at least an hour earlier than usual, and he wasn’t about to fall asleep again, like he sometimes does. So, yeah, we got up, and started our “day”. And again, it was still 27°C outside. Way too warm for the nights…
Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" 
I really appreciate it 💜 as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! 
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Cynni Pixy