It was only a few weeks ago that we had to let go of our little boy Fritz. Yoav and I watched him suffering those last few days, and we knew it was time to let go. After we took Fritz to the vets office for the final time we walked the 20 or so blocks home in mourning. During our walk we pledged that we would wait until next year to bring a new addition to the family.
It’s with a heavy heart that I write this post, made even more so because my last post was also about loss. Today we had to say goodbye to our adorable silver haired ball of fur named Fritz. He came into our lives as Alvin back in November of 2014, just two months after we had moved into our apartment. By the time he came home with us, we changed his name from Alvin to Fritz (officially) and then we just called him “Little Boy” (or “Lil’ Boy”) at home.
OK, the proverbial cat (or really a dog) is out of the bag…. Today, Yoav and I picked up our new member of our household. His name is Fritz, he is a seven-ish year old Miniature Schnauzer (mostly, we think) who was dropped off at the Animal Care and Control of NYC and then rescued by Posh Pets Rescue (an amazing local animal rescue organization).