It wasn’t supposed to be like this, was it? I am not supposed to be alone, lonely. My trekking trips, my evening walks, my coming home to a happy face…

No, I always wanted to look forward to it, not use your absence as an excuse to socialize with other humans…

The last time I had a decent peaceful cup of coffee was when I cupped up in my bean bag with my then-best book and my cuppa and I still remember how mad u were when u saw me all engrossed in my book and not notice you standing right next to me!!

What was it with you and your attention seeking…I could never really understand how someone could be so obsessed with oneself, your skin, your looks, your walks, things that made you feel embarrassed, and things that you showed off…
The leash you managed on people around, the fear you inflicted, the love you showered, the protection you gave, the concern you showed when I was unsettled, and the way you looked happy when you saw me come home…..

I miss you, your warm eyes, your soft touch, and your caring yet protective ways…

I still feel you are around and sometimes I still feel you are sitting there in your favored spot watching over me.

My Joey…