i have to let go. i'm a dog walker. i walk people's dogs. i love people's dogs, and i love them for life, but i can't have a dog. i'm the one who gives them special time. it doesn't always last for life. people think charlie's my dog, but she isn't, she loves me and i love her and it's apparent, but it's different, because i come and take her on little adventures. i cried when i decided i have to let her go. i'll cry again when we walk, and again when she goes away.