I wrote this short story two years ago in memory of my childhood dog, who we sadly had to put down. Written in the style of Julie Otsuka's, Diem Perdidi. Writing this helped me come to terms with the loss when I was certain I had let go too quickly. *** I remember my hand feeling numb. I remember crying in my bed the night before, knowing this would be the last time I held my childhood dog as I slept. I remember when I first saw her, she was standing on the back patio. I re