Tomorrow will have been 2 months since I lost my pretty brown-eyed girl.

It doesn't feel like it's even been two months. It's a little easier now. I can look back on the memories and smile at how Roxy was full of life and how she was always happy.

It's still hard though and I know now that it won't get any easier.

I know my girl is up there playing hard at the Rainbow Bridge, probably hanging out with Tink and probably playing with some fellow PT dogs and cats. And I know she's not in pain and that she's eating and happy and young again.

So, Roxy, two months without you has been really hard, but I know you're okay.

Love you and miss you, sweet girl.