Sometimes I look into my dogs eyes and I want to cry. Her eyes are so gorgeous. They’re a deep brown & are so so so so amazingly shiny.
I feel guilty.
I regret not spending more time with her.
I hope I don’t have the same regrets in another 6 years.
She’s still a baby. There’s still time.
But what am I going to do with myself when she’s gone?
I think I’ll lose myself.

Sometimes I look into my dogs eyes and I want to cry. Her eyes are so gorgeous. They’re a deep brown & are so so so so amazingly shiny.

I feel guilty.

I regret not spending more time with her.

I hope I don’t have the same regrets in another 6 years.

She’s still a baby. There’s still time.

But what am I going to do with myself when she’s gone?

I think I’ll lose myself.