Missing Nubble

Though my dog Nubble’s departure held as much beauty as I can imagine, since Thursday afternoon there seems to be vacuums of cold both in our/my home and in my body. There are also “funny” things occurring to make me think he is not as far away as I might think. I returned one of his beds to my Word Corner and the room felt to warm up a bit. Plus I admit there seemed to be a hole on the floor to the right of my desk below the shelves that hold my current manuscript. Yes…I miss my dog, my buddy.