George has been gone about a week and a half.  I’m amazed at how much I miss him..  Much less anger now and I went through more denial than I think I ever had.  I kept believing it could be.  Just undo it make him come back i though, maybe I even asked God at some point.

I’m really surprised it was this hard.  I don’t think anyone killed him now.  I think he did get tangled.  But yesterday the person I thought did it seemed to be acting very guilty to me.  I’m not trying to figure it out really any more.  I don’t claim to know because there are indications pointing to both a murder or an accident.

If an accident that’s all it was.  It was not my fault.  It is  just one of those things that are really clear in hindsight.  There is no way I would have left him out there if I thought he was in danger.  I thought he would call out to me.  He always did but I keep thinking that the last time I saw him something didn’t seem quite right then.

He didn’t call to me and he didn’t move.  I think he was already tangled and he made it much worse until he could no longer move at all and the stress of that is too much for a wild animal.  That’s just as likely the reason even though things do point otherwise and the police did thing someone tied him up like that.  it really didn’t look like an accident.

But the main thing is how much I miss him.  I will have another.  Don’t know when but I will.

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