TEEZ, 13, Labrador
It’s been 6 days since you have left me. It’s my week off today and I just can’t find you around. Remember, how we used to soak in the winter sun at the terrace of our home? I miss you. I still remember how happy you would be when I was not going to work. How you would follow me wherever I would go. You were an example of patience and I cannot recall a single moment when you would be irritated, no matter how annoying I would act.
I still can’t bear to talk about you. Yet some may say, you were just a dog. I haven’t removed your ‘sitting mat’ or your blanket or your toys or your food bowl from my room. I am too scared to do that. Every time, I reach under my bed and stumble across your food bowl, I just…
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