Trailing Thoughts

There are people that are telling me to wait to get another dog and that I am just odd… I had to put my baby to sleep on Sunday. Molly was a 5 year old cocker spaniel. She was just the most adorable dog. She had a common genetic disease in cockers, called autoimmune hemolytic anemia… my previous sweetie, Brandy, also died from the same disease, at the age of 3. Since Sunday I have been so depressed… my molly was an awesome dog. I remember when we lost my dad, Molly climbed on my lap and just started to try to make me feel better. There are so many of those incidents where Molly tried to make me feel better… and it worked… She was my baby and she new it… she would follow me around everywhere if I was at home and keep me company when I did homework…She might have been dumb but she loved everyone unconditionally. It has been hard for me these past couple of days… I would wake up and there is no Molly waiting for me on the side of my bed, nor their is no one that is there for me, trying to cheer me up whenever I need it. Molly was a part of my family and I know that dogs have shorter lifespans, but all my dogs are taken so early. It should not be so sudden and quick…I have had a hard time concentrating — I am not looking to replace Molly, she will always be my special dog, but I am looking for a dog to give me that unconditionalism, which was very important in my daily life… we offered Molly a great home and love, while she gave us the gift of herself… unless you have a dog as part of the family these sediments might be hard to understand, but the dog becomes part of your family…
My Molly