Dear Jason

Hi everyone,

As you may or may not know, Brian (Alexander) and I got a dog, Jason, a while back. As you probably don't know, we had to put Jason down last Saturday. I've been really sad (obvi), and I wanted to write some things down...and then I remembered our blog! If you'll permit me...

Dear Jason,

I miss you. Things I miss:
- watching The Simpsons with you
- sneak-stretch
- being quiet when I roll over in the morning so you don't think it's time to go for a walk
- when you yawn when you wake up
- trying to make you snuggle me
- letting you sleep on the bed
- when you wiggle your whole body when I get home
- when you lick my face/when I immediately wipe it off afterward
- lying in the sun with you
- watching you be inappropriate with other dogs at the dog park
- helping you into the car
- seeing your little doggy face in the rear view mirror
- leaving the door open when I go to the bathroom to make sure you're not getting into trouble
- when you follow me around the house
- when you drool when you're waiting for your food
- feeding you
- playing with you
- petting you
- walking you
- talking to you
- catching your vomit
- saying goodnight to you
- saying goodnight to you a second time on my way back from the bathroom
- your eyebrows
- the way you smell
- cleaning your eye goop
- when you woof at people who are too loud
- when you sleep-woof
- singing songs and putting your name in them

I wish you would be a ghost and come visit me. It's lonely without you. Your dad put all of your toys up in the closet. I secretly wish that one of them would fall down from the shelf so I know you're here. I don't like walking anymore because it is inferior to walking with you. On my way home from work on Monday, I started crying in the hallway, and your dad had to come out to get me. You would greet me at the door, and I would say hi to you first, your dad second. The other night when I was setting my alarm before bed, I started crying because I didn't have to account for the time it would take to walk you in the morning. How do I start my day? I then realized that during the seven months we had you, I spent more time with you than with anyone else. I don't ever want another dog because I know it will be inferior to you. I love you, and I hope you come back as a ghost doggy to keep me company.

Love,
Mom