My husband thinks it's time for us to start looking for a new puppy. Our beloved Jake has been gone for just over a month now, and my eyes still fill with tears just thinking about him. I'm lonely for his companionship and miss his unconditional love. Every night when I come home, I still expect him to bound off the porch with his welcoming bark. When I'm ironing in the laundry room, I still turn around expecting to see him sitting there waiting patiently for a treat and at night, I can almost hear him breathing as he sleeps by the side of our bed.
I feel guilty even considering a new furry addition to our little family. There's no possible way we'll ever be able to replace Jake in our hearts. Will we constantly compare our new puppy to him, expecting it to have the same playful personality he always had? Surely a new puppy could never live up to all that was "Our Jake."
Is it too soon? Do we really think we're ready? I'm not convinced. . . not yet. . .
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