bffe.

a friend's dog passed away yesterday, which triggered a sudden sense of worry within me. he had the exact same dog as mine and his was 11 years old. brook is 10.

when i tell people she's my best friend they find it cute and smile. they don't actually think im weird enough to mean it, but believe me i do. (when i was young, id write poems about her for school and sing her lullabies.) she's been there through everything important that has happened for me. half of my living life was spent with her. i mean, what else can she be to me?

so i decided to devote this blog to my love for my pets. oliver is obviously included, though ive only known him 2 years. hes not a best friend yet, more like a cool friend who sometimes purposely tries to piss me off. but we have that kind of relationship. hes got into the habit now of sleeping on my pillow during the day so i wake up at night choking on his hair. he gets a kick out of it im sure. but i love him all the same.