I Miss My Dog
He was my world! Even after a year it still feels unreal that I won't see him again. Sometimes when it hits me it becomes hard to breathe.
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GlassDog · 46-50, M
Me too. When I woke up at 6am to let her out into the garden, it was always a horrible realisation that she no longer needed to be let out. There were so many reminders, like her toys, and her bowl, and her collar. Dogs leave such a hole when they go, but I guess this only proves just how much we loved them.