How much can happen in one month.
My dog died today.
My golden retreiver puppy, the one we adopted when we moved here, right after Brianna was born. I picked her out of a litter of squirming puppies when she was little-little. They tagged a portion of her fur so we'd recognize her when we came back. A couple weeks later we went to pick her up, and one of the puppies jumped straight into my arms. She was the one I'd picked. My Princess.