I wondered why I was feeling gloomy as the 4th of July approached. Then I remembered: It was Frankie’s designated birthday. And a new dog, no matter how great, can’t erase the pain of loss.
I wondered why I was feeling gloomy as the 4th of July approached. Then I remembered: It was Frankie’s designated birthday. And a new dog, no matter how great, can’t erase the pain of loss.