As we walked back from McMullen's tonight it was a sad feeling. We are used to that little wagging tail and that long howl greeting us as we walk across the street. As we lie in bed there is a space where bubba should be. Sleeping without the weight of his sprawled out body keeping us warm and the licks of bedtime kisses seems surreal. Every night he would climb up on tj and give him a hug. He did that the night that he died. I am so glad tj got that last hug from him.
So I guess for now each time we pull in the driveway or the mailman comes we will think of him. When we open the door and put our leg up so he won't run out, when we see a blanket on the couch or the sun come through the window. Just like I told anna for now these things will make us sad, but hopefully someday they will make us happy again. We miss you sweet boy- there will never be another dog like you. #bestdogever