It is Christmas day. Presents. Unfortunately, I had a few family members working this morning, so we did presents yesterday. No biggie of course. However, we have a tradition to open up one presents before Christmas, but, it was switched to the day of Christmas..

I couldn't help but sob. It was Storm. My puppy. On a beautiful canvas... and I simply couldn't help crying. You may wonder, 'Why is this in Tailwags? Its sad.' or 'Why is this here? Are you happy about your dogs death?' Honestly, i hope to god no one thinks that. The reason I am putting this in this forum, is because... I am happy. I was crying, both tears of sadness and pain but also of happeniess. Storm lived a good life, but now, she can do whatever she wants. And in doing so, I still get the chance to wake up everyone morning and she her beautiful face, her cute little nose. And as she waves to me, I wave back.

Credits to me.

Who wouldn't wake up smiling to this?

I miss her every day, and it gets harder every passing day to believe she is truly gone. I've accepted it. But you know what? She is happy. I know she is. She can run as fast and as long as she wants, she can roll in the snow whenever she wants, and she can even chase as many deer as she wants. Storm is happy.. and for that, so am I.