I woke up to my voice saying "Ripley, stop it."

I sat up in bed at 4am to see Sasha staring at me with her head tilted. Fuck. Rip's not here any more. My little puppy...my little princess. I went to her grave and told her I love her. The one thing that pisses me off is she had a form of cancer that was undetectable and untreatable. My little Princess that was disabled from day one died of mouth cancer. I still don't think it's fair.