I stayed in bed late. I woke up because the doorbell ringed in my nightmares and when I woke up it was still ringing. Ricky came home early but he had lots of candy in his pillowcase. But now he is crying on his bed because someone with a car killed a dog with no name and Ricky saw them drive away just like that. This makes me sad but I don't cry. Ricky said some people don't cry because then they don't feel sad and it's nicer to just not feel sad. I feel sad. I think it's nicer not to cry then you don't feel any pain.
But I am sad. I am sad for the dog with no name. I told Ricky we can name the dead dog. Then when it gets to Heaven, God will know what to call it.
