Today is the first anniversary of Barney’s death. That one day has changed my entire life. There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about him. The smallest and most random things will remind me of him and leave me a blubbering mess. I feel like there’s this emptiness inside me know. This darkness. And I’ll never be the same person again.
He loved everybody he met and doted on me completely. He never left my side and he knew exactly how I was feeling all the time. He’d always be ready with a cuddle or some crazy, funny behaviour. He didn’t deserve to be in pain or die so young.
I miss him so much it makes me physically sick, but it will always be worth it.
“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring—it was peace.”
― Milan Kundera