We’re usually so upbeat and cheerful around here that it feels weird to be writing what is far from a happy post. But Jenn and I have never been shy about sharing our love for our Fit Bottomed Pets, so it feels even weirder to skip over the loss of a pet like it didn’t happen.
In early July, we lost my beloved pug, Marti, who has made her appearance here numerous times over the years. We’d been back and forth to the vet too many times to count over the last couple of months trying to narrow down why she was sick, and during the last-ditch effort of doing exploratory surgery last month, we discovered it was cancer in her intestines that had spread. We had to let her go.
My family and I are heartbroken, to say the least, and I’ve shed so many tears over the last few weeks that I’m surprised I don’t have grooves where my tears have flowed. She had been a member of our family for almost nine years, and she’s been by my side all day, every day, and in my desk chair behind me since I started working from home in 2007. The house is too quiet without her snorts and snuffles and snores and incessant barking when I’d leave the house. The house is too clean without the constant “dust pugs” I was always finding like tumbleweeds in the corners.
I’m no stranger to grief and loss, having lost my dad very early and suddenly in 2005, but every loss makes its mark on your heart. I’m getting better — crying less, questioning our decisions less — but I’ll say that grief tends to derail your life. Between Marti, being 32 weeks pregnant and having my third stupid sinus infection of the year (thanks, pregnancy immune system), fitness and workouts have been the last thing on my mind. My comfort foods have been Dunkin Donuts decaf iced coffees and Trader Joe’s cheese enchiladas. Because sometimes you just need a treat and other times you just don’t feel like cooking while crying. I know workouts will eventually resume — they always do — but sometimes you just have to take time off when your body is telling you that no systems are a “go” right now. And it’s been a couple of days since I’ve had sugary iced coffee and even longer since the cheese enchiladas, so there’s hope.
To celebrate Marti’s mark on the Fit Bottomed World, I thought I’d link to a few of my favorite posts that mentioned her on this site and over on Fit Bottomed Mamas. I hope you enjoy.
Marti also made appearances on FBM’s relatively new Instagram page and in her biggest and highest tech achievement, garnered almost 700 likes when she was featured by Purina proplan’s instagram when Jenn and I did a Twitter party about dogs and fitness. Quite an accomplishment!
Until next time, do me a favor and hug your pets just a little tighter. And maybe give them an extra treat or two. —Erin