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It is so stupid, but I just got smacked in the face with the most intense wave of grief over Harley that I've felt since a month or two after he died.  I don't even know what brought it on, since I was getting ready to call it a night, but it had me going into a full-blown weep within seconds. Maybe the pre-pms hormones are acting up, or the stress from work has gotten to me, or I'm just over-tired (for me, that is), or just a combination of all that on top of being sick, but fuck. It's so stupid, but I miss my puppy so damn much right now that it's physically painful.