I am so sad. We were all ready to bring him home tonight ... kids were so excited ... they made him a nest for his recovery, and "Welcome Home Murphy, Get Well Soon" signs all over the house. They were figuring out a schedule and going to take turns sleeping downstairs with him since he wasn't going to be able to go upstairs for a while.
10 minutes after I got to work, the vet called to tell me that he died. I cried ... right in front of my students. I couldn't stop. This little tribe of 4 year olds were hugging me and patting me and crying right along with me. During my break, they made cards to cheer me up. One little boy said "Go ahead and cry Miss Dawn, I'll hold your hand til you feel better. And then we'll sing a little song. Sometimes we just need to cry and sing." What wise, sweet little friends i have.
My own children are so sad ... I still haven't told the little one, she is at a friend's house for a while. I feel like my heart is just totally broken ... not only for Murph, but for my kids. I miss him so much. My house is so empty.
At least he's not suffering any more. RIP Murph ...