My fuzzy Friends
Although I haven’t felt much in the way of loss, my dog didn’t die, none of my grandparents have passed away, my great grandparents passed away before I can remember. I have now felt a loss I didn’t think I would feel, I moved away WITHOUT Cali my favorite, best, and only dog I have had. She is 14 years old, has some back problems and dislikes other dogs. At night tears silently run down my face and I hear Eli’s sobs make my heart crack, every second I don’t even try to comfort her I hurt a little more. I know Cali is fine and happy with my mom’s parents but I still miss laying with her at night, I miss feeling her feet on my ever growing body when I walk in the door from a long day at school. I miss Cali.
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