The worst thing imaginable happened this past month. My dog, and best friend, Sadie was put down on Sept 27th. It sucks not having my baby to warm my spot up in my bed for me, or not having her there to cuddle and play with. I still find myself in my old habits that changed quickly for her when we first got her. I still close the gates, I still look for her around the house, I’m still trying to feed her, I still get up in the middle of the night to go let her out. I was at Petsmart today getting some stuff for my ferrets. Usually when I’m there I grab a toy for Sadie too. It was so hard not to buy her toy. I’ve never lost a dog before, and it really sucks. She was like the perfect companion that I could’ve asked for.

Although now, I’m spoiling my friends’ dogs since I dont have mine anymore. I need to watch it though because I had a dog hump me the other night because I spoiled it so much. *sigh* That’s one thing I never had to worry about Sadie doing….