At the top of the stairs
she looks down at me
her best friend is gone
And I look up -
seeing one of my pets
not two
It’s confusing for her
she has searched everywhere
even his hiding places.
staying up all night
meow’s that call for him
looking out all the windows
and waiting
His toys that once were chased and rattled
are like ghosts
we don’t believe he’s gone
so we leave them.
He snuck out without a goodbye
and after 3 weeks
it’s still not real
Like any person who loses their mate
she eats less, plays litte
and sleeps more.
We miss him so much
and we still have each other
but when she stares into my eyes
it is understood
it’s not the same for me
or her.
I love you my Dixie Doo
and I am sorry
he took care of you
and me
He was my best friend
he was yours too.
I hope you know
I didn’t take him away
he did not mean to leave us
None of this makes it better
only his safe return can.
Lets just wait and see.






*tears* I so understand what you are going through.