One year ago today, LeeLoo passed away.
For months after, I cried every day. The sense of loss was incredible.
I still miss her and think of her daily, but it does get better with time, as the cliche goes. Perhaps because time dulls the edges of your memory. That, and having a wiggly newborn around just weeks after the Loo died proved to be very distracting.
But I still miss her wiggly butt and crispy tongue and nubbly underbite.
And I don’t think she’d mind, at all, if we added a new wiggly butt to the family. Not to replace her, because that would be impossible. But just because a fur friend is very good to have.
-Lo, marking the days.