It's interesting how the mind tricks you. Every time I visit my parents I still expect to be greeted by a fuzzy creature. I still instinctively close the door behind me when I go into the basement (so he wouldn't trip down the stairs). Sometimes I hear little noises that remind me of him... One year ago from this very moment we lost our family pet, JJ. He was my little brother, my best friend... and a very big part of me.The cool, stiff September air is a constant reminder of the weeks leading up to that day. For at least a month I went home to Franklin every weekend just to be with him, night and day. It was definitely the hardest thing I ever went through.
I can't believe it's already been a year. Time flies.
