I lost my (most recent) dog in February of this year. She was 15. I still wake up every morning thinking about her.
The short lifespans of our best friends are indeed the curse of dog lovers. They're with us long enough that we learn to love them like children, then they're gone.
I lost my (most recent) dog in February of this year. She was 15. I still wake up every morning thinking about her.
The short lifespans of our best friends are indeed the curse of dog lovers. They're with us long enough that we learn to love them like children, then they're gone.
I lost my (most recent) dog in February of this year. She was 15. I still wake up every morning thinking about her.
The short lifespans of our best friends are indeed the curse of dog lovers. They're with us long enough that we learn to love them like children, then they're gone.