|07:38 pm - Sad Day|
It's a very sad day at the Hofmann household. At eleven A.M., Buster, our dog of fourteen years, passed away. Mom was sobbing terribly and it woke me up. I knew something had happened to him. I want to be here for Mom, but I'm also supposed to call Cammy tonight. I'm in quite a predicament. Buster's death has affected Mom greatly. He wasn't just a dog; he was more a friend. My mind is swirling with questions. When and how will I grieve for our lost loved one?
Current Mood: melancholy