Thank you all for your comforting words and for your thoughtfulness. It is truly appreciated. Every time I turn around, something always seems to pop up and remind that he is no longer here. I could've sworn that I heard his paws tipping across the floor of my office earlier today. I suppose time just has to run it's course now. Thank you all.
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Originally Posted by Armistead
Sorry for your loss. That's really tough.
You may remember I posted the same story at the other forum a year ago. When I was stricken with my illness, my female Yorkie became my love. I was flat in the bed for several months. She got to where she would bring me my socks, bottled water, newspaper and stayed with me nonstop.
For that year I laid in bed and finding this game was a Godsend, because I was bored to almost crazy, so I played nonstop, raped forums with sub SS stories, and my dog at my side, ect. At times I would be away from home in the hospital my dog would go in the laundry room and pick my clothes out of the dirty laundry and carry them to her cage where she slept on them. I could go into her cage and find a dozen pair of socks, underwear, ect...when I got home.
Again, sorry...
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I remember, my friend. Good puppy, she was.
