I've lost dogs before, but none have affected me this way. Today was hard. Very hard. Just when I thought I had no more tears left, they came again.
There's so much to miss about Daisy. It's hard to sleep without her by my side, nestled in close to me. It's too quiet. She was so joyful, and always begging someone, anyone to play ball with her. She watched me cook, waiting for any crumbs that might fall, and begged for vegetable peelings. She laid at my feet while I sewed. She waited for Autumn to share her eggs each morning. She rooted through the throw pillows on the couch while I excercised.
Now, it's just quiet. And cold. And lonely.
Autumn brought me roses to cheer me, but they're no Daisy.