(I couldn't sleep, so...I thought I'd write)
Wally will be going home soon and I'm heart broken about it. He brings this unique and powerful energy to my house. It just won't be the same place to come home to without him in it. I keep thinking that when the time comes, I'll just get another dog...but I'm not sure that's going to be solution. I know that letting him go to live with Beaver is the best choice. Wally will be the happiest with him...it just sucks for me.
Tonight he curled up on my legs and was trying to get comfortable. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his little brain. What does he think about when he sleeps? What does he think about when he is burrowing into my covers? Does he dream of treats? A warm and loving home where he's safe?
For people who aren't animal lovers, I'm sure that it's hard to understand, but this little dog has changed my life in ways I never knew or expected. He's been such a joy and a comfort. I love him and I hope that dogs are capable of feeling these emotions because he deserves to know just how important he is.
