This hole is not meant to be filled, except by memories and love.
These creatures gifted to us for a little while dig their way into our hearts and take up residence there, a glimpse perhaps of the peaceable kingdom.
They are here it seems for a moment and then are gone. Our days are spent looking at photographs, crying through smiles of remembrance, comforting each other and other furry companions.
We awake to a rainy morning, longing for the warmth of the sun.