Semana 1 - Sentimentos

I woke up expecting a day like any other, except it wasn’t. My dreams are interrupted by the music playing in the radio alarm, the dreams weren’t making much sense either way, so I get up. I wobble down to the bathroom for the morning shower and I get dressed up. I just hope storm is feeling a little bit better today because he barely touched his food during the last few days. I slide to the kitchen to get the coffee and toasts ready before I automatically grab the keys and direct myself to the door. I strange the fact that there’s no sound other than the coffee machine at the house. The four-leg hustle is usually the first sound on the house after the radio alarm, but this time storm is taking longer than usual to get himself noted. I decide to go and check him up, and I strange again the fact that there’s no reaction to the name calling. A feeling of cold starts to run through my veins, like ink spreading in the cold water. I keep calling him and nothing, I touch him gently in his cute furry neck and still no reaction. At this moment my whole body feels like a big ice stone, I look at my hands and it feels like they don’t belong to my body, I feel my throat shrinking to the size of a nylon thread and it starts pricking like if there are little balls of fire inside wanting to come out. I start to cry. I start to cry because I understand I’ll not hear the sound of storm’s paws in the floor again. I’ll throw the ball and nobody will run after it anymore. I’ll go to the beach and I’ll not find storm between the other frantic dogs enjoying life as if there was no tomorrow. My whole body is shivering now, while the tears flow down my face like waterfalls I remember the first day I saw him, he was two months old and the energy inside him was 10 times bigger than his fragile body. I remember the time in which he learned how to swim. I remember all nights in which he rested his head over my foot next to the couch. Now, after 15 days of full companionship and complicity I understood it was time for him to leave.