It has been only a day and some since Aril left our home.

I miss him.

It is so strange not to say good-bye to him before I leave the house, not to say Hi when I am back.

To look at his blanket, knowing he will not sit there anymore. Not to hear him snoring.

To go and put food for the cat, not for him.

To clean under the kitchen table, no cleaner any more.

To look for him at the yard, to understand he is not there.

I miss him, I never thought it would be so hard.

Tomorrow is a new day, I am still crying.