There is definitely a void now that she's gone. I wanted to post just one good picture of her, but as I was looking through photos I realized I never really took any of just her. I didn't need to....she was always around. She was always sticking her big dog nose (or butt) into whatever was going on: She loved us all and was fiercely protective of the kids.I remember being a bit worried when we brought our daughter home from the hospital. Lulu was part rottweiler, she was big and could be scary. I had no idea if she'd be gentle enough to be trusted around the new baby. I shouldn't have worried. She sniffed the girls head, and then laid down next to her. For the first few weeks she would jump up every time the my daughter cried.
Lulu, like all dogs, was not without her faults. She hated having her nails clipped. She barked at everything. She got up at 6 in the morning wanting to be fed and if Jay or I didn't get up in time she'd stand by the bed and bark in our faces.
Every time Jay would mow the lawn she'd run alongside it, barking and biting at the lawnmower. This was beyond irritating to Jay and he always use to yell at her for it. When he mowed the lawn this past Friday he said, "Man, who's gonna chase my lawnmower?"
I know from experience that this empty feeling will pass. It will get easier to deal with as time goes on. Right now though, I miss my buddy.