I dreamt of you tonight.
Dad had found a way to bring you back from the other side, so we could see you again. We went for a walk, we had a lovely time. Heck, I even had to clear up after you with a doggy bag!
But you had to go back, and I asked Dad how he called you here to see us. He just looked at me with tears in his eyes and I knew this was the last time.
I woke with the sensation of you lying with me like you used to, with your big old head weighing my arm down, and then that weight was gone.

I miss you so much

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