Sometimes in the night I can hear her (my puppy) barking and whining. The first time I heard it I thought she was going to be sitting right in front of me, ready to lick me until I ran up a tree or something. But I feel like that her presence is here with me, which may sound like I’m stretching this too far but I’m not. I can sometimes just feel her, like she’s watching over me. We didn’t hear back from our breeder yet on how she was doing (it’s been over a week) and I’m worried that something happened to her. But know that Fiore is very happy where he is and that he’ll always be so happy you adopted him and gave him the best life possible.
Rest in peace little Fiore, you made your family proud.