Read this if you are up for being sad. It’s almost exactly like what happened to Beanie.

I miss her every day, sincerely, not in a “I need a corny sentence to start this post” way. I miss her because every day I get sad. Sometimes because ow, I stubbed my toe, or because I saw someone being an asshole to someone else, or I am running out of money. Every time I am sad I remember hugging Beanie sitting on the steps in my old house to feel better when some shitty things were going down.

Dogs are the best.