It has been over a month and I still miss him dearly. When I see his collar or just one of his random toys I still cry. Even now just writing this and looking at his picture I can't help but cry like a baby. I can't even describe what he meant to me because he was so much more then just a dog. He was more then a friend and more then just family. It hurts when I get ready to go to bed and go to call his name and remember he won't be able to answer it. And I can't but feel unprotected because he is no longer there to watch over me and Katy. And it sucks so much that she will never know him or even remember him cause of the short time they had together. She will only have his picture and not understand how much it hurts mommy to see them. Why did it have to him that got sick? I hate saying this but I wish it was one of the others.
