I have something to admit it. You might see it as slightly pathetic. I see it as a loss. I feel very lonely since Marshmallow died. I didn’t even realize what I was feeling until my daughter left for the night and came back. It wasn’t because she was gone, as silly as it sounds, it’s when she came home. My Zoey missed her and wanted to be with her. So she spent time with my daughter, so sweet. I was in my chair in the living room alone.
You see Zoey loves everyone. When my aid is in the kitchen, Zoey is in the kitchen. When my daughter is around she follows her around. When anyone comes into the house, Zoey loves to go with them. She is all over, it is what makes Zoey so sweet and endearing. My Marshmallow has interest in people but after greeting anyone he was ALWAYS back to me. He might not be on my lap all day but he was never far from wherever I was. He’d only be in my daughter’s room if Zoey was on my lap and it was bedtime. Marshmallow very rarely left me.
My Boomer didn’t really leave either until bedtime. He was a big fan of the bed. He wasn’t as affectionate as Marshmallow but he was always in the room I was in. Boomer kept an eye out. When Boomer passed I cried for months. It’s been years and I can still tear up. With Marshy I didn’t cry as long but the sense of sadness is so different. I’m in more of a depression. I feel so lonely without him.
I’ll never have another dog like either Boomer or Marshmallow. Even Zoey, my beautiful sweet Zoey, they’ll never be another dog like her. It hurts so much because both Boomer and Marshmallow were my dogs, my boys. It was devastating when I lost Boomer. I knew losing Marshmallow would be just as bad I just never realized how lonely the house would feel when both of them were gone.