It's the day after my birthday and my dog dies, it's official, life hates me. He was everything to me and in a matter moments he was taken from this world by a car. I still can't believe it. Normally while I'm writing these he'd be curled up in my lap but instead he's outside in the cold ground, buried. I just can't take this.
R.I.P Boobear, you'll always be in my heart. Love you buddy, forever and even after that.