This weekend has been rubbish (and various other stronger words).
My poor beautiful Lula was hit by a car on Sat am, dragged herself home, I took her to the vets and she died in the night.
It makes me so sad, she was a very special girl and she adored me. I hate coming home and her not rushing up the path and climbing into the car shouting. I miss her not sitting on the bath mat whilst I have a bath, or rushing into the toilet with me. I miss her stomping across the floor to see me or sitting on the desk in my arms whilst I type.
I miss her.
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