I never understood the meaning of "man's best friend", until you.

Beyond love, our bond was visceral.

We are alternating between the crushing agony of your absence and absolute gratitude for the time we shared. Be it hours or eons, no amount of time would have been sufficient.

So here we are, stuck, paralyzed by our grief, wishing we could hold you again.

And then I think about your loving gaze, piercing through to my soul. No words exchanged. You're saying nothing, but everything. This is not the end. Our bond exists outside of space and time.

Like everything in life, our separation is temporary.

So we will hold you in our hearts, until the day we are reunited on the rainbow bridge