Losing a dog is hard. People act like it shouldn't be, but it is. It feels like I lost a piece of me.
The hardest part is coming home. There's no warm greetings. The house feels empty.
There's no one barging in on me in the bathroom anymore. There's no more sniffing and scratching at my door.
I already miss bedtime cuddles, and your smile.
And that adorable face.
But it makes me feel better knowing you are no longer in pain.
I still will miss those big eyes begging for Milk-Bones.
And having someone to be a goofball with.
Most of all, I will miss your kisses .
I know I will still love you, no matter how many years pass, or how many dogs I adopt. No dog can ever replace you. You were my best friend, my partner in crime, and the love of my life. I love you.
Until we meet again.
- Tristan
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