Dear Diary, last week I saw my mom's pet everywhere. He died a tragic death a long time ago, it wasn't her fault nor mine, but we should've done a better job protecting him from malicious people.
I cried, not as much as I cried about my own first pet, maybe because at least I know he is now in a much better and safer place than here, while my own pet I have no idea if she's still alive or not.