I haven't written anything here for so many years.
My dog died a couple of nights ago and I just can't procces it in my mind. I keed running away from thinking about it, but last night the moment my body hit the bed I just started to cry.
She was the best dog in the world, so smart and full of life, and a viper took her from me.
I have so many things to do I can't handle the grief, but because I'm avoiding it I struggle to function and do anything.
I wish dogs could live forever.
Good bye Duba. You've been the best dog.

















