I used to have a dog named Fang. (Yeah, the same name with Hagid’s dog in Harry Potter )
One day he was lying beside me, I asked him if he love me.
Because I always ask him this question, and he would always rub himself against my leg or lick my face.
This time he got up and left. I thought he was tired of being asked and didn’t want to pay attention to me.
As a result, he went to get his favorite ball and put it gently in my hand.
I wept with tears with joy.
Now it’s been a long time since he left me.
I will be always, always missing him.
Looking forward to the day we meet each other again.