Calvin

08:12 pm: One Year Later
This month marks one year since my dog was put to sleep. It was November 7th when it happened. I knew it was his time to go, and I felt a little jaded afterwards. I remember all of those days when I took him for walks and how he would always bark at everyone that walked past him.

He was my first pet, and I still miss him. I know that the flow of time continues, but I can't help how I feel. At the start of 2009, I was almost at the point of avoiding the celebration of holidays, because it was going to be the first year without a pet. And some said that kind of choice would be stupid.

So...that's pretty much all I have to say.