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?
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Love you sweetie. I know I'm waaaaaay late to the party here, but I often think of you and your sweet beloved Squee. I know she's still hanging by your side (WITH your gran!) -- maybe even gave you the nudge to take a loving look at your new furbaby. I hope you've been doing great and survived the holidaze with your wits intact. Miss you like crazy. Things have been rocky, but I'm trying to hold on. I've been trying my hand at a blog for a bit last year. It's been like a little therapy. A valve for some steam and putting messages in bottles in the net's electric waves. Kinda like doing my old thyme punk zine and old college radio shows. Drop by some time when the mood hits for some tunes or something to think about. Love you x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x0x
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