I cried today. I came home during lunch, and my dog was laying in my room. He didnt move til I was standing right above him. He's lost his hearing..(stops and crys some more)...
And he can't hear me call his name anymore.. or hear me say I love you. Its breaking my heart completely. He turns 12 this year. I got him when I was in 6th grade around the time when my dad was finally getting stable with work . It was a gift of joy to our family. He was there while me and my younger sister both grew up.. From good times and bad and heartbreak and laughter. He's part of our family, and to watch him get older has been a trip. It's also made me realize I'm not that little girl anymore that use to go on bike rides with him down the street to the stream to play with the neighbor kids. Things are all changing so fast and its starting to catch up with me.