i remember the last time

last night, on the other side of the world, our family got smaller. hannah apparently had a stroke. hannah didn't know she was a dog, and she understood everything we said. i don't think she ever understood why she couldn't sleep in nathan's bed, or why the cat always ran away from her, but she always understood when we told her to go to bed or to call nathan. and she always got jealous when people were getting hugs and she wasn't included. it'll be harder for nathan than anyone. she was the most faithful girl he'd ever met, and he had her for somewhere around 9 years.