oh, my bleeding heart...

i got to the shelter at 4:40 p.m. and went searching through the cages to find petey. i found his cage empty, with the door open. i figured he was out for his exercise or something and i went to the front to ask where he was.

he'd been adopted just a few hours earlier.

i cried. a lot. i didn't even know the dog! i'd never seen him except in a tiny picture on the internet.

but somehow...it was a loss.

landon had to comfort me, secretly laughing at my unexplainable sadness.

then he promised we'd get one.

we're thinking a boston terrier named clyde.

here's what he might look like.

i will always love you, petey.