You never know when the last time will be. Just yesterday, my daughter put her hands over my eyes and shouted "PEEK A BOO!" as she pulled them away.
I'm pretty sure cuddling on the couch while giving her a bottle is in the past. That's how who knows how many hours had been spent.
Our big loss was losing our dog this past winter. No more of the cuteness of watching a toddler dressing up the old dog. No more dog and no more toddler.
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I took a photo of my daughter the day we brought home our puppy. She posed with the old girl in the same spot for her 16th birthday. By then our dog had lost a leg to cancer, but she hung on for a few years. Like what was said in the other reply, we accept change and make new memories.
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I love it. Whenever we get our next dog, I'll make a point of doing that.
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Be forewarned. You might get teary eyed thinking about it years later.
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Jokes on you, I was already teary eyed thinking about it.
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Sorry to hear about your dog. It must be tough for your daughter to lose her playmate
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Yeah, it's been long enough that we've mostly moved on, but it's still sad when we have little reminders.
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