moo cow has been my baby for so long. but yesterday her liver problems morphed into additional lung problems and she gave up. i had to put my baby to sleep yesterday. and i don’t know what to do without her.
there’s little moo cow shaped holes in my world. coming home was depressing because she wasn’t there angling around the corner to meet me when i came in the door. typing this is incomplete because she’s not sleeping on the couch above my head. going into the kitchen is wrong because she isn’t there harassing me for food.
i miss her. i really, really miss her.