I look at you, and I see Penny.
I hug you and imagine it’s her.
I know this is wrong, but I miss her so much.
I know she would want me to love another dog.
I know she wants me to adopt more and love more.
It’s not fair to you to compare you to her.
My Penny is gone, and my Harper is here.
I am sorry my dear; I love you too.
Saying goodbye is always so hard.