When my Labrador Jett died of cancer at the age of 7 1/2 it was hard. Even though I had the company of my small dog Bobby who I love and adore, it was just too quiet.
My oldest daughter was attending a horse camp. When we asked her how camp was going, we heard very little about horses, but we heard a lot about puppies.
I was in a very lost place in my life and was a very lonely individual. Socially awkward, and would rather be at a movie, small dinner or at my home. I lived alone, far from family, no job and had no friends.