Losing a beloved pet / In the loving memory of Patron.

I have gone off the grid lately. The truth is, I haven't been able to function in ways I had taught myself to.

Over the past week I found out my beloved dog (that we named Patron) in my faculty passed away, and that left me with huge, huge sadness.

The worst trauma was when I went to school with a pack of canned dog food that day, wanting to feed him with it, and a person telling me "He died."

I had nightmares for quite a long time, almost every night for a week.

For the memory of Patron, here are some wonderful things I remember about him;

He would never attack hoomans, or his kind. But he was a very loud dog, kind of like the main member of a gang.

He would always greet us with his bum bum. I have never met one who'd want to be pet on his butt, except for Patron, which made is so weird and likable for us.

He had a girlfriend who also lives in our faculty (Betty) they always friendzoned each other though, considering they were both barren. Now the faculty feels so empty with his absence. I know Betty feels lonely too.

I liked feeding him with my hands. I'd give treats or pepperonies with my hands and he loved eating them.

He had a problem where he would constantly sneeze, just like me.

He had a spot next to C building, now it is empty and it hurts.

I will always appreciate how your presence made me feel Patron. I love you so very much and my heart aches knowing you are gone. I haven't been able to visit your grave, but I will soon.

Your big sister, Nagiş.

ps, some tears may have been shedded.