Awww; I know how that is. =[[
All I wanted when I was little was a puppy. Then when I was 7 we finally got one. I was so proud. I went into school the following Monday telling all my friends, "I got a puppy!" Yeah. Prince was the best dog... he'd wait by the front door everyday until I came home from school. Then he would jump up and give me a "hug" [and yes, i would give him a hug] and he'd lick me. He'd be the first one to come up to my room, go up to my bed, and give me his way of saying hello/wake up/good morning by licking my hand. We would go out into the backyard after school and I'd play around with him for hoooours out there. His birthday was 2 days before mine, so we always celebrated it together. Or at least I did.. since everyone else thought what I was doing for him was childish.. but I loved my dog, so I did it anyway. I even made him a birthday cupcake and put little pieces of dog food inside it. He ate it all and loved it. He even barked and licked his lips, which was his way of asking, "Is there more?" Haha.
Oh man, we would have SO much fun and I loved him more than anything. You could say that we were very close. Even if he was a dog...
The only problem was, he liked to bite.. a little more than he was welcome to. And so, last year a week before my 13th birthday, and 5 days before his 6th birthday we was put to sleep. =[
I still miss him so much. I even have dreams that he's still alive. It's hard.. dealing with it. So, Jannah, I know where you're coming from.
Just hang in there.
Toby Morrell. <33