I feel like that song, "Ain't no sunshine when she's gone..." by Elvis Costello keeps playing in our apartment this morning. Sophie is moping, I am moping...maybe a life of chaos for a few months wasn't such a bad thing...maybe we made a mistake? I have a feeling in my stomach of unknown and will have to see if it passes. The breeder said we could give it a week or two and see what we thought and if we wanted to maybe come see her then. As I said before, only time will tell, but for now I'm kind of missing the little puppy carrying my slippers around in her mouth and seeing her hide under the couch from Sophia...oh dear.
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