18
Jan
All Smokey ever wanted was to be next to me. To know where I was. To always see me.
I always knew he was right there. Looking for me. Not going to lie, there were times when I’d say “dude…relax. I’m right here. Relax.” But he was always there.
Huskies are not loud dogs. Smokey was even quieter than that. But his presence was huge. I always knew he was here. Always.
Now he is not. And it hurts.
