This month was beyond hard.  Between the noise of the workers repairing the kitchen and Zach's last days,  I found myself struggling to find joy.  But each moment with Zach was cherished.  Alex, Paul and I sat in the park with him before we took him on his final journey to the vet.  He was never a kissy kind of dog but before we got into the car,  he gave me three kisses.  I know he was saying goodbye.