This photo was taking while camping a couple years ago. I was down at the beach skim boarding and he was whining because he couldn't see me. So, Ali put him up on the table so he could keep an eye on me.
I'm sorry he's gone but I know it was his time. I feel terrible for being glad that I wasn't there, but seeing him would have made me fall apart. I also know that my mom and dad are probably very sad too and I hate to see them cry. Is it bad that I don't want to be there for them? Death is such a strange thing, even the non-human kind. What an empty feeling it leaves with one.
I have a feeling I will be particularly lonely this summer minus two best friends. I'm sure I will be fine, but for now I am sad.
2 comments:
Rocky was a cool dog, I remember he liked me for some reason.
I know how much this sucks, and sorry for it being so late.
Thanks.
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