We’re doing ok, but we miss you terribly. We’re learning how to live without your constant presence. We’re moving around the rooms of the house without the dance we always did around you. We’re starting to think of our days without considering how long you’d be home alone without us. We’re trying to imagine days not revolving around our walks and your meals and your furry exuberance. We’re getting used to not being able to reach out just an arm’s length at any time to pet you. We’re still talking to you as we go about our day, and we hope you can still hear us.