I was walking the dog this morning. And yes, I do realize she isn't mine any more. A lot of people wonder why I still take care of her then. But I don't feel she should suffer just because S. is being a bitch. The dog didn't do anything.

Anyway.

I am going to miss the little dog. A lot. But I know that she will forget me, in time. Maybe if we saw one another again she would remember, but since even that is unlikely, this is it.

I wonder if she will miss me. Even if only for a little while. Wonder where I have gone.


Anyone who has seen the Futurama episode about Fry and his dog will know what I speak of.