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Well I must admit, that day was more bitter sweet than usual...Puffy-eyed and tired I sit here and reflect on the day's events. I've lost my dog, my best friend,my little girl. I've lost a piece of myself.I should be rejoicing at the fact that today is my birthday, the more important, is joyful.. but I cannot.I feel ashamed in worrying so much about my dog on such an important day.Something in me still says it's okay.She may be still alive.It is a constant battle between these things. She probably felt little comfort in hope when she was away. She was probably alone and stayed that way.I miss her terribly. I miss that she used to follow me around. I miss her funny personality. I miss her jealousy over Mimi my other dog. I miss her playfulness and her prissiness.I mentioned to my father that I was taking the loss so hard. He said, "After all she's just an animal. She's just a dog. Why does it hurt so much?" Well Kiki is not just an animal...She's my daughter...my baby girl.A bond is a bond. Human,animal or a thing. When the bond gets broken, it's a reason to mourn...My thoughts are barely coherent, even to myself. I have attempted to collect them but this is to the best of my ability at this time....May God Bless Her a better life... Blow the candles....