Unconditional Love. Agape. It's what creates some of the happiest memories of our lives, and also is what keeps us going through some of the hardest times. Humans often say that love hurts, but I don't believe that to be true. In my fifteen and a half years that I've been lucky enough to be alive on this earth, I've learned that it isn't love that hurts. Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts. And losing someone? Now that hurts. The humans mix all these feelings up with love, but they're not. Love is the only thing in the entire world that can make us feel better, and make us feel whole again.
Sometimes, I wish that I could talk and so that I could offer these kind words of comfort to the humans. Especially to Girl, who now lays on the floor beside me with my paws wrapped around her just like the way she used to when she was a little human. She turns to me, with tears silently rolling down her cheeks, as she whispers those words to me. "I love you, Fathom." Over and over again, she repeats them as she strokes the top of my head. I want to stroke her back, but I'm far too tired to get up. I reach out to touch her with my paw as if to say it back. It always used to comfort her when she was sad, but this time I don't understand why she is so sad.
I watched her grow up, and she watched me grow old. We've been through a lot together, and maybe that is what is making this so hard for her. I wish there was a way to make her remember all the happy times we shared together. I just want her to be happy again. I miss seeing her smile so much. I'd give anything to make her smile again. I look into her eyes, and reach my paw towards her again. Do you remember, Girl? This always used to help you smile when you were sad. I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere. She just squeezes me tighter and kisses me on my head, a tear rolling down onto my snout. Girl's other dogs surround me and begin licking my face. The warm huddled mass of paws and fur take me back to the beginning. The very beginning, where my life all started. Before I had even met Girl, fifteen and a half long years ago.
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LIfe Is Golden
RandomThe funny, heartwarming adventures of a goofball Golden Retriever and his loved Girl, as told from his perspective. Grow with him from puppyhood into his senior years and join him on a journey quite like no other before.
