A long time ago I lost my best friend Heaven’s Flame.
I rescued her from a man who gave her a moldy box as a home.
She was deaf from an untreated ear infection.
When she died I cried every night.
I buried every thing in her grave with her.
All but one thing. Her blanket. I slept with it every night.
One night I week after she died my other dogs Buster and Buddy
jumped onto my bed and slept there all night.
The next night was so beautiful and warm I let them sleep in
their dog run. There was no way they could get back in the house,
because they went into their dog house if it rained or something.
Anyway I was sleeping and I suddenly felt something
like a feather or some fur.
I pulled back the covers but nothing was there.
But I knew there was.
This story is comforting because I know that
my baby can come back to me.
She can comfort me.
Missing My Pup
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