Who would've thought?W

Who would’ve thought?

Who would’ve thought?
The bane of human existence present in that tiny body
Pain her so much without us knowing
Falling apart
Slowly
Getting rounder
And not a sound, neither a yelp nor a bark
To warn us how excruciatingly it hurt
A process that stretched for years
But leaving only three days for goodbyes
Four months have already passed without
Her spirit
Still lies in my heart
Every day, I see memories of her
Here, her comfy bed by the living room
There, her bowl of food
The doorbell would ring and I expect to hear her voice
The happy wag of her tail
The way the ground shook when she ran
Her multitude of fears especially on nights of storms
But I miss her most of all
Because she was a good girl