meeko and me

my mum just texted that my 2-year old lhasa apso, meeko, just died. i felt like i was doused in cold water as soon as i read her message. i am still shaking from shock and grief. i never expected that i would enter this kind of depression from the death of a pet.
of my three dogs, meeko was the most behaved. he would prefer to just lie around and sleep all day, unlike his two poodle brothers who are hyperactive. that's why we nicknamed him "the catatonic dog". but even if he was lazy, meeko was also the sweetest. he was always the first one to greet me whenever i came home, and would always climb my lap for some serious cuddling. and whenever he knew that i was about to leave the house, he would sit on my foot as if to say: "don't go." he was one sweet chubby furball.

now that he died, i don't know how i will be able to move on. it feels like there's a big hole in my heart that will never be filled with another dog. coz' no other dog will step on my foot like he does. no other dog will lick my face like he does. no other dog will ever be like meeko.

i miss you already, meeko.