Nobody knows me like my Bee. It's hard living without her, I just want to curl into a ball and die with her. She was my heart dog, and I don't ever believe I will find another. Bee liked people ok, but all she ever really wanted was me. She was beautiful, spoiled and perfect. I hate waking up in the morning and knowing that she is not here. I have never felt love so strongly before, half of me is gone. Bee was my world and I was hers.