Lacuna has left a lacuna....

I'm not a dog owner anymore.

I'm not a dog person anymore.

I no longer have to go home to let my dog out.

I no longer need to go to petsmart.

I don't need a lint roller.

I don't need rawhide.

I have decided to move on in this life a dogless woman. I let a friend of mine keep her.....it's complicated. This friend needed her more than I did. I had Lacuna in my life for a while and she filled an empty space inside of me and was my friend. I, however, don't feel I've returned the favor to its extent, until now.

I can't go home. Not yet. It's cold and quite there, and no one to read books with.

I did the right thing. I know it in my heart. I cannot get away from the feeling, though, that someone very close to me has died. It's the same feeling. Like when you lose a friend and your phone rings weeks later. You have to remind yourself, after you look at the phone hoping it's them, that they aren't here anymore. Now, when I open my door, I will have to remind myself that she isn't mine anymore.