It feels so empty in the house.

I came home from work tonight and I sat down on the sofa. The place where Purnama used to stay just looked so bare and empty. I know he'd only been here for one week, but he had so much personality. It feels so strange him not hopping around the house, jumping up on the sofa for some attention or laying on the rug to get an ear massage. I really can feel his absence.