This is the last photo I took with Mongo. Unfortunately heās still missing. Itās been 3 weeks and the worst weeks of my life. Yesterday was rough, it was the 1year anniversary of bringing him home. Putting into words how much he means to me feels like an impossible task. Heās my baby. I had such a deep bond with him from the second I got to hold him for the first time, he saved me in so many ways, but having that unconditional pure love was what I craved most in this world, and he gave me that, every single day. Not going to lie my mental health has taken a deep dive these past few weeks, not knowing what happen to him, if heās ok has been the hardest part of it all. How do you grieve and still hold hope? How do you move on with your life when everything just feels unimportant and trivial? I donāt know, trying to figure that out still. I know most people will just be like itās just a dog move on but my dogs are everything to me and Mongo was extra special. There wasnāt a mean bone in his body, everyone that met him fell completely in love with him. He was that special, he was perfect. And I canāt even tell you how much I miss him. We tried everything we could to find him, we posted everywhere, made flyers, got sniffing dogs, hired professionals, animal communicators, you name it, we did it. Iām coming to terms with my own limitations and how little control I have and that thereās a possibility Iāll never see him again, and that has been extremely hard to process. I miss him dearly, I never felt this sad and panicky in my life. I know Iāll get thru it, but Iāll ask everyone in my life to be patient with me. This will probably be the last update Iāll make regarding Mongo, please donāt ask me for updates, if we find him, I promise Iāll blast it everywhere.