A Maltese made me cry

I met a maltese, her name is Bella. At first, I didn’t think too much of it, but as I pet and held her, she turned and stared right into my eyes. At that point, something inside of me was triggered, I lowered my head and quietly began to sob.

The people around me noticed, my wife knew what happened right away. The others did not and they asked me what just happened? I told them that a Maltese was the first little dog that I really loved as a grown man. She passed away a few years ago and I never got to say goodbye.

Initially, I was fine around Bella, but once we made eye contact, I saw my first love, Baby, and I lost it for a moment. Some hurt never really leaves us, it lays dormant but is always present in some hidden place. I still miss her so much.

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