Home Again

When she leaves the house, I am afraid. What should I do if it disappears? Could I survive the trauma?
But I cannot even force her into the house. Life is out home, it is right to experience new things, take risks, but my heart is always afraid of not seeing her again. But this is life, and when she comes home, it is the best time of my day.
She is not a dog, but a friend, and when she is at home, everything is more beautiful.