…when the only thing keeping you going is the thought of seeing your puppy again in December. Honestly, I think I’d end it today if I could stop thinking about my loving little bundle of joy back home. Most of the time, I think she’s the only one who really loves me. But alas, I’m torn. See puppy and live another terrible 3 months or die now never seeing her again? Decisions, decisions…
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Happiness is a warm puppy. Charles Schulz
Dear God, please don’t talk about puppies.
I lost my only best friend to a dumb driver.
& it’s been years and I still cry when I see his
photos.
I’ve had many dogs over the years – as diverse as their personalities are, one thing remains constant – they all have pure love and loyalty … i’ve lost many too. Either through adoption, accident, sickness or the decision to end their suffering. I believe when one leaves it is because they know there is another one that needs my help, love and home more than they did … as long as i can provide for them, i stay topside 🙂
dog dawg
I love my dog more than I like most people. She a fluffy, little ankle-biter but when she dies I’ll probably bawl like a baby. I’ve had her ever since she as a puppy (she’s 12 now).