Saturday
Sitting in my hallway with you for last hour of your life crying for the fear of your soon to come death I realized that my life would be so different.
Today/Sunday
I have come into my house three times without hearing barking of friendly greeting.Each time I have run to my room breaking down to tears.I never realized how much that annoying barking ment to me.Without your speckled ear to stare at while in deep thought I have felt lost.The comfort I seek is taking time to come.I know it will come eventualy but it is hard, with you around I may have had the courage to finish this but then again if you were this tribute would not be needed.I fear for another break out of emotion, anger, fear, and tears but I have one more thing to say.
Your dog dish is still in its place, aswell as your harnes and leash. Your spot in the hallway where you sat still has the indentation of you liying there for hours at a time.Even though the grass is growing back in the spot where you would lie in the grass, I still picture you there looking up at me on the deck as I stared back at you.
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