Drained

I am drained.

I am drained mentally.

I am drained emotionally.

I am drained physically.

I am drained.

No Zoey. 

Still questions I do not know how to answer from young confused children.

Still faxing, e-mailing, calling, and searching.

No Zoey. 

No leads.

Just frustration.

I am drained.

I want my dog back.

I want to see my kid's faces light up when they see their pal again.

I want to freeze my butt of in the cold to take her out. 

I want to stand in the rain while she sniffs every square inch of our yard.

I want to say "We have our dog back"!

I want my dog back.

I feel selfish. 

There are so many people in the world that have bigger problems.

 I feel bad for feeling bad. 

I am drained.