Calling Nilla

Cole and I ate lunch outside yesterday, in the glorious sunshine, watching the dogs play when he asked me,
“Is Nilla dead?”
“Yes, baby. She’s in Doggie Heaven, but I bet she can see us right now.”
Then Cole yells, “NILLA! (slight pause) NILLA! (slight pause) NILLA! (slight pause). Do you think she heard me?”
I softy say, “I bet so, baby.”

We miss you girl. The house isn’t the same without you.