Days Six and Seven Without Oliver

I had a busy weekend here without you. I cleaned up the house a little bit and weed-whacked  all throughout the backyard on Sunday. I attacked and was attacked by all the rose bushes out there. I'm not going to lie, I did get a little choked up when I was working around your grave and later when I was getting along the edge of the field and thought about all the times you would chase me from one end of the field to the other as I smacked golf balls around back there. I found a few balls down there, probably the ones that I lost a few weekends ago. You were just so dang adorable. On Monday morning I woke up incredibly refreshed. I slept like a baby then I had a pretty decent day at work and went to the gym after. I have some good news; I finally sold Roxy. I was offered $250 by a guy I know at the junkyard a few weeks ago but I decided I would rather see her put to good use than see her turn into a cube. I put her on Craigslist and received at least ten hits on it. I was surprised by how many there were. I sold her within a day. We had a lot of good memories in that old girl. We put 75k miles on it together. Oh how you loved sleeping in the front passenger seat as I washed it, cleaned it, worked on it. You always liked helping me work on it and we sure did spend a lot of time out there in dad's garage fixing it up. Good times.

Welp, I should be getting to work. I'm sorry I haven't written you the past few days but I haven't been feeling as sappy lately. I'm feeling a whole lot better. So, I'm thinking now that I am feeling better and its been a week since your big day that I might just write to you weekly on Mondays.

Good morning, puppy
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