We are going to leave the San Francisco apartment we’ve lived in for almost six years. We’re going away for a while, and when we are back, we will move to another neighborhood.
Both of our senior pets crossed the rainbow bridge here. Both of them animated the apartment with their bright personalities, loud noises, and many antics.
Knowing their age (Cookie was 12 when we moved in here, and Mila was 14), it was important to us that we give them the opportunity to say goodbye in our lovely and comfortable home. And we did.
In some weird way it feels like saying goodbye to the apartment is also like saying goodbye to them. Our lives have changed so much, without pets, and we don’t see any in the foreseeable future, but they brought us so much joy in dark times (through early Covid, politics, and more).
