life as we know it

I called Poppy Bella before. I didn’t realise how much it hurts until I actually thought about it. Poppy was meant to be the family’s replacement dog because everyone was so upset over Bella that no one had anything to say to eachother anymore. But the truth is.. I’m not over Bella’s death yet. It was a cruel way for her to die and she was the best dog ever! And they way she always took care of me when I was sick was just amamzing. When we found out she had cancer I cried for 3 hours. And Bella came and sat next to me and put her head on my lap and sat there until I stopped crying. She knew she was sick but she wanted to make sure everyone else was okay before she thought about herself. and for a family pet to do that was just amazing. She really was a part of this family. She made the family stay together. I just never thought about it until now. Until today.

I really miss her. I miss they guilty look she used to give us when she knew she did something wrong. I miss the smile she used to give us when we walked through the door. And as gross as is was, I miss when she used to fart, and was able to clear a room in seconds, and after everyone left she would just sigh and slowly go off to sleep.

I miss you Bella, and I know that you’re watching over me. I hope you are.

 1999- Me 6 years old.