I need to get rid of Mike's stuff. I can't stand looking at it. I woke up this morning to Athena's crate empty, with Teeny sleeping in Mike's crate, and it just made me too sad. I thought I could move her into his crate but I can't, I need to just get rid of it. His weight pull harness is still hanging from the ceiling above his crate.
He's not here. He's not spending his lazy morning in the outdoor kennel while I get ready for work. He's not wrestling with Teeny or hunting down dirty tissues to eat. I just want to stop hurting.
"All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another." -Anatole France