Dog Days of Summer

This is the day that we usually celebrate Ramona's birthday. She would have been twelve today. Tomorrow she will have been gone for six months. The birthday tradition usually entails her rocking her Hawaiian lei. This morning we put it on Jake, but Veronica just started pulling on it. Then I took it off him and put it on Veronica. That just didn't feel right, so I decided to rest it on the box that holds Ramona's earthly remains high on a shelf next to all of her photos. We probably won't party as hard as we usually do. It's hot out and I'm tired. I just miss my girl.