It's Friday again, and in a few hours it will be the time Mina passed again. 

You get stuck thinking "if I had done that, if I hadn't done this, then things would've been different." and it's really not productive at all. 
But if I had stayed with her just a minute longer, if I hadn't moved my interview to 4:30pm, if I finish my interview just ten minutes earlier, she would still be here, lying on my feet, curling up by the window, watrching birds walking about in the backyard. 

Everything happened so fast. 

We have only been together for 8 months but she was such a special puppy.

So I'm just posting this here, a safe space. 
I miss you, Mina.
Kamin is still crying herself to bed every night
but we'll get over it, don't worry.