I'm really not into Cube City today. I sit here, trying to think of something to blog about, and I'm at a loss. Literally. I spent part of my long weekend making the difficult decision to let my 13-year-old dog go. He was the first dog I had on my own as an adult, and he was a wonderful companion.
So I'm really at a loss for words and at a loss in general.
RIP, Foster
1/1996 - 5/07/2009
1 comment:
You are in my thoughts today. I am so sorry for your loss. Don't try to define it right now - breathe, remember, whatever feels right for now. Thank the universe that Foster was in it with you.
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