Christmas Eve, 2012. When you came to us, I was mildly interested. I wouldn't say disinterested, but I was never a dog person. Now that you're gone, it feels like everything else has lost meaning. The way you showed your love and enthusiasm towards us and all things around you every day was unrelenting. I really needed that this past year, and I'm not sure how I'll do without you.Is it better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all? It must be, but it sure hurts like a bitch. Sometimes we tried different hairstyles. I think at this point we hadn't figured out trimming your coat ourselves yet. We're in Hervanta here, the scenery of your first year. That first summer we spent together — mostly just the two of us — changed everything. I had never really cared for anything else and now I had to. Sure, you ate our Ethernet cable twice in one day, and then my shoes, and then the box of candles. It wasn't your fault that they were left accessible to you when the only interaction…
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