I don’t know what brought up Diesel.. It may have been his picture on my phone. All I know is that I finally dried my eyes and got my breathing back to normal. Does this ever get easier? I know that he isn’t the first dog I have lost.. Hannah was 16 and had a long, eventful, happy life. I miss her everyday. But it was easier BECAUSE she had such a long life. Diesel was still so young and had so much left to explore. Why did he have to leave us so soon? I don’t know if it will ever get easier. I never want him to become a lost memory. I smile when I think about our cuddle sessions (he seriously was the best cuddler ever) and his random personality. He was such a pretty boy.. He had quite a few nicknames: baby boy, cuddle butt, wiggly butt (his tail was always wagging!), lover boy, pretty boy, and Dios. Him and precious (our 9 year old girl pit) were always playing and cuddling. Diesel hadddd to be touching her bahaha. Precious misses him too. I want this to get easier, but I never want it to go away. The pain reminds me how much I loved him.
