Life is feeling very strange at the moment. Everything is fine at work and I'm ok when I'm there. Coming home is hard, it's just so quiet now and I keep expecting to see the dog. I have started to move some of her things and am surprised at just how much stuff she had. I have managed to get all of her toys together and bag them up under the stairs.
I still have lots of dog food in the kitchen, one of my colleagues is going to have it, as she's recently taken in an old dog. I would rather it went to someone than just be chucked away.
In an attempt to try to cheer myself up I am going to have a look for a new suite at the weekend. I always promised myself that I would get one when the dog and cat had died. The little buggers have wrecked the one that I have now, although they had a hell of a lot of fun chasing each other over the furniture. They were so funny tearing around after each other and I will miss the company. I am just trying to keep myself busy when I'm home now, but it is so quiet...
I still have lots of dog food in the kitchen, one of my colleagues is going to have it, as she's recently taken in an old dog. I would rather it went to someone than just be chucked away.
In an attempt to try to cheer myself up I am going to have a look for a new suite at the weekend. I always promised myself that I would get one when the dog and cat had died. The little buggers have wrecked the one that I have now, although they had a hell of a lot of fun chasing each other over the furniture. They were so funny tearing around after each other and I will miss the company. I am just trying to keep myself busy when I'm home now, but it is so quiet...
