They notice.
They don't dwell on it and feel sorry for themselves.
They just get on with their loves lives.
(Interesting typo I caught and struck out at the last moment...)
So Gypsy my little Portuguese Podengo didn’t make it to her 17th birthday.
I went to give her her supper before I left and she was gone.
I can’t even cry.
I went to Goodwill and got her a beautifully ornate pillow sham to bury her in.
Two dogs in less than a year and I have no idea how long my boy will last.
Well, seems I just lied.
I can cry…now.