Truth be told, I'm in the doldrums. Mum and I have both been missing the little guy. I keep waking between 3-4am, that's the time period when his seizures would occur. I wake and reach out to check for him and he's not there. I miss the warm little body snuggled up against my chest. If I left him waiting in the car when we went out he would hear me returning and hop up and be looking for me out the window. I miss the little face at the window. Earlier today I glanced down at the corner of mum's kitchen where we kept his food and water bowls and it surprised me they weren't there. I passed another person walking their dog yesterday and when I heard the toenails against the sidewalk I was reminded how quiet the place beside me was. I miss the sound of him walking beside me. My morning routine is off. Used to be get up, start the coffeemaker, take the pup out, come back in, give him his Greenie and put food in his dish, take my morning meds then pour my coffee. Now I'm standing alone in the quiet kitchen waiting for the coffee to finish brewing because half the routine is missing. My whole world seems slightly askew, I am adrift ...