Well, so, I post here now, for the first time in a long time. And I don't think M has found this blog yet. I'll try to use initials where names might be, as only not to offend in case I'm found.

I miss my dog! And even though I have a new dog, there still is this empty space where she was. She was the best dog, she was. I still get a little misty. Does it make me a bad person that I miss my dog more than my grand mother, who passed shortly after my dog?