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Bumples
All of the nicknames and other terms of endearment I used for him:
I miss Bumples.
My mom got some ugly poodle because she couldn’t handle being alone. All I feel is resentment. Too soon.. What’s really weird, is that his death somehow signifies the end of SO many things for me. What’s even weirder is that I now have Bumples and Jukes in boxes on my nightstand. His collar is there too. Sometimes I smell his collar just to remind myself. I miss his nuzzles, and his little chin. I wish I could find his puppy video. When I had to say goodbye to him, I asked him if he would come visit me in my dreams. So far he has once. :)
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