I don't blame you. I just wish it hadn't happened.
I'm still checking out in the backyard for her footprints in the snow.
I'm still concerned that the garage is warm enough at night.
I'm still walking towards the door to give her our leftovers.
I'm still wondering if she has enough water in her bowl.
I'm still thinking it would be nice to bring her in for a few minutes so I can scratch her ears.
I'm still waiting to hear the dog door open and shut.
I'll be okay in a few days. I just miss her.