After therapy this morning, we swung by the cemetery to grab Ellie's Christmas tree and purple tinsel present. The wind has been insane the last couple days and with no snow, I didn't want her things to blow away. When we arrived at Ellie's Park, I asked Max if he wanted to get out or stay in the car. He chose to stay in the car. So I walked out to her spot, grabbed her things, searched for some ornaments that had blown off the tree and told my girl how much I loved her.
I put the stuff into the car and started it back up. Max started whining a little bit. I thought he decided he wanted to get out of the car, but every time I asked, he said no. He stuck out his lip, and got a really sad voice.
He said, "Sissy's spot."
I said, "Do you want to go out there."
"Well what do you want Max?"
As he looked out the window towards Ellie's spot, he said, "Be back together" in a little tiny sad voice...
It broke my heart into a million more pieces. Maybe he really does understand more than we think... I patted his leg, put the car in gear and said, "Me too buddy. Me too..."