I really miss my dog. I had her for 11 years, since she was a not so little baby. Sometime during the AM of December 2nd, she disappeared. Not just ran away, but was gone without a trace. We checked all the shelters, called about found dog ads we found, checked the surrounding woods around our house, and everywhere else we could think. She was just gone. We kept looking everday for about two weeks but weve finally given up. I cant stand it. I hate waking up to the perfect snow, when Im so used to waking up with paw prints all over it. I hate not seeing her run to the car when I pull up. I hate her not walking out with me to the barn or garage when I have to go get something. I hate not seeing her rolling around in the grass. I hate not feeding her. I hate not having my dog. I keep wishing one day Ill pull up and shell come running to the car, but she never does. I miss her so much. Especially with the holidays left and right I cant help but think "I wish Sox was here for this." I couldnt not put her stocking up(all my pets have one), so I bought her a candle to remind me shes still with me somhow. I just hate not knowing what happened to her, because she was old and starting to get sick, and I cant bear to think she spent her last days out in the freezing cold, alone, and in pain.
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