She is not just a pet; she is my family, my comfort, and the quiet sunshine that lights up my ordinary days.
Sona is 11 years old now.
She has a calm soul and wise eyes that seem to understand more than words ever could.
With her golden fur and gentle nature, she has taught me about patience, unconditional love, and the quiet strength of presence.
As she's aged, time has slowed her steps and left a few visible signs — including a soft lump on her hind leg that eventually required major surgery.
It was a difficult time for both of us, but she pulled through with quiet strength and remarkable resilience.
Though she’s still recovering, she faces each day bravely, step by step.
She no longer chases balls like she used to, nor runs to greet me at the door with youthful excitement.
But when she rests her head on my lap and breathes a soft sigh, I am reminded of how deep and beautiful our bond truly is.
This space on my blog is dedicated to her — her journey, her photos, her quirks, and the moments we've lived together.
If you've ever loved a dog, you’ll understand how these quiet days become the most meaningful ones.
Sona is not just my dog.
She is a piece of my heart, walking beside me through everything.
***Each cake you see here is lovingly made by my own hands. Kindly respect the work and avoid reposting without asking.***
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