you know how when someone dies you loved and you say if i could have just one more day imagine how hard it would be. i wouldn't want it. it was hard enough to choose one picture. scrolling down through time i passed quickly the last walk, and the last minutes are still in my mind. i saw film about old dogs and there was one who was 21, shuffling around the pet shop. if mister lived that long he'd still be here for 7 years. can't regret what doesn't happen any more than we can help imagining what if. i'm grateful for the times when i was sad and i could press my face into his soft fur and he would look at me soul peaceful, i'm grateful i can feel him now. 

i remember mister when i pause between books on a saturday we would have been together.

i miss you mister. i want to believe that when we die our souls live.