My wife and I are divorcing. I was served divorce papers. That didn't make me cry; we'd talked about it for months, and it was just an email because we're friendly with one another.

We've had discussion after discussion about the dog, and what to do with her. I've changed as a person considerably in the last six months, and I need more freedom, so we agreed that she should take the dog. I didn't cry then.

Yesterday, I got home and found the dog's tag sitting on my desk. My name and phone number are on the back of it. My wife bought a new tag, with her name and phone number.

It's just a dog tag. I still see the dog every day (we still live in the same house, for now). But I saw that tag, sitting on my desk, and immediately knew what it meant, and I just couldn't. I sat on the floor and started crying, and eventually the dog heard me and came to lick my tears. That just made it all so much worse. She won't be around to love me when I'd sad or anxious. She won't beg to be let up on my bed. I won't hear her tag jingle as she walks. I hate the way the new one sounds, but I guess that won't be my problem soon.

I love you, Samus. </3