This goes along with the last chapter I did of Mira's Debate. I really hope you enjoy if you do vote and comment 💖

June 10th

It's currently three in the morning and guess who just woke up from a nightmare about Pumpkin. Both Mira and I. I first woke up to Mira moving and whimpering again. I calmed her down by petting her, but I was exhausted so I fell back to sleep. Apparently that was a bad idea.

I've never really had a nightmare. I mean I had them as a child once in a while, but never one as an adult. I guess everything from this past week must have impacted it though. I woke up to Mira nuzzling my hand. Of course she could sense the spile in my anxiety. She was trained for it after all, so was Pumpkin. 

After we were up we decided we figured we couldn't go back to sleep for the second time in a row, and Mira motioned for me to read. We've been reading this wonderful story about a dog who was lost and did everything she could to get back home. I wonder if that is what Pumpkin is doing. I honestly wouldn't be surprised to be honest if it was. Our bond is strong and that is what's making it so hard for me. 

I honestly don't know how some people can give up on their dogs so easily, and just go about like nothing happened. That isn't me at all. I'm not giving up on Pumpkin. I probably never will. Nor will I ever forget Pumpkin or the way she barks or looks, and I'll of course never forget the mischievous look she got in her eyes. She was my dog, and I just couldn't let go of her.

I never knew I needed a dog. In fact I wasn't an animal person (or a kid person for that matter.) Now I'm looking back and I can't imagine my life without either thing. I'm definitely starting to realize how hard it is not having Pumpkin around to cheer you up. She was my Diva Dog for a reason. Now my Diva Dog just needs to get home again, but until then I'll just keep on writing and try not to lose hope.