I truly love writing in any format. I also love to read and take long walks. Being out in nature is where I find most of my inspiration as well as peace and serenity.
The dog who loves to play
The dog who loves to play My dog Luke had died on the 4th of January, 2020. We consented to putting him down after all measures to help him had failed. My boyfriend and I were both really broken hearted. At the time the thought of getting another pet was off the table.
In between I woke up the morning of my eighteenth birthday. I could hear my twin sister Ann in the hallway claiming her mate. I listened for a moment hopeful for a knock on my bedroom door; all I could hear was Ann’s giggles. I started crying and through the covers back over my head. I just wanted to hide from the world.
My little brown dog
My little brown dog In October of 2019 the entire western part of the county I live in was evacuated. So me and my boyfriend and our dog Luke spent the next six days going from one motel room to the next. At that time we were both working conventional jobs and where very stressed. After we got back to home the whole house became very ill.