I miss my dog, like a lot right now. I come on here and I see the corgi blogs, and the corgis laying down on their back. And I see the lines in their hair and the swirls where they part. And I remember how Magic’s hair was, and how it felt, and how I can’t pet her anymore. I know I pet her before I left from Florida last time I went to visit, but I just never thought that’d be the last time





