I'm not bothering with this quote to make it catch your attention, I just really need to vent right now. If anyone reads this, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I seriously appreciate it. Anyway...

So...I work at a dog daycare/boarding place. Only animal/dog lover's will truly understand why this is so painful for me. This teacup maltese puppy (6 months old) was there for 13 days. I don't know if this has happened to any of you, and if it has comment because I would really like to know, but I just instantly connected with this dog. And yeah, I know it sounds riciculous but it's true. That's the only way to put it. I don't know why exactly, but for some reason we just had this bond. It scared me to death, because I love dogs and I knew he obviously wasn't even mine to keep! His mom found out she had cancer recently after she got him :(. So, he barely spent much time at home with his normal life. As a puppy, spending 2 weeks at a dog vacation place can be overwhelming. For some reason he took a liking to me too. All the workers there were amazed and wondered why he liked me so much. Nobody knew. He followed me everywhere, I had to hold him while I babysat the other dogs! He would only fall asleep in my arms, too. I had to hold him like a baby so he would. And if I sat on the couch he had to curl up next to me. If I left, he came with me at my heels begging for me to hold him. So you can imagine how hard it was when someone came to pick him up. They were 2 hours late for him. It seemed like it was the dad. He was like "I'm looking for a little white dog." He didn't even call him by his name! The puppy showed no sign of recognizing him whatsoever. I had to wrestle him out of my arms and into the man's. I know the man wasn't a random person, but I think he might not live with the mom who owns the puppy. And he just left. I cried all night, and when I woke up the next morning my eyes were swollen. I have NEVER cried that hard in my life, and I cry a lot. </3