Dear Dorgy,

haven’t written to you for some time but I must say that I am thinking of you every day. Sometimes it gets too difficult, especially before sleep. My mind plays a cruel game with my heart, bringing all the memories like snapshots of our time together, your last day and our last moments. Because of this, I developed a massive insomnia that tortures me every night.

I wish I could take you for one of those lovely walks to the lake that we had so many times. So many but now looks like not enough. Coming to the Portuguese bakery, getting my favourite latte take-away and walking to our bench. Remember how unbearable you were when I was leaving you to wait outside while I buy coffee. Barking and barking. No patience at all. You didn’t want to be parted ever with me. I felt the same way.

You always loved water, even going deep to check out the fish and birds. The birds always had interest in you. Magpies, seagulls, pelicans…attracted by your white and black coat. Not only birds were interested. You attracted compliments from people every time you were out.

I want to go to that place. I really do. I was avoiding it, because it was too painful to look and remember. But I think I am ready now. I think. Maybe T. can come with me. We can get coffee from the bakery and walk slowly to ‘our’ bench on the lake. Share a memory or two, maybe even remember something funny about you. I think it would be a good idea, don’t you think? Will you come?