Goodbye My Friend,
Your loss though, yours was something all together different. Because you were just so full of life, love and perky terrier personality that it is so hard to look around and realize you're not coming back to us.
You were mom’s dog. Her Bear Bear, her Pequeno Bebe. She loved you with all her heart because you were HERS. From the moment she first met you that day in the streets with your fur all matted, starving but still happy for any attention you were given, she felt a connection with you. We couldn’t keep you at the time so we found you another home. One where I would be the babysitter and mom could still see you often. I remember you being dropped off with your little baggie of dog food and your bowl. I used to toss it out so you could eat the “Good Grub” that Mr. Pud was eating: Chicken, beef, veggies, and brown rice. You were in doggy heaven on those days.
Fast forward a couple of years and your forever home wasn’t so forever. Once again you found yourself with nowhere to go and no one to speak up for you. Mom just wouldn’t pass up the chance to have you for her own, despite the fact that we could barely keep ourselves fed. So you came to live with us. It wasn’t an ideal situation what with two adults and now two pooches in one room in a house but we made it work. After your sadness over your abandonment had worn off, you blossomed. You were bright eyed once again; your optimism was one of the things I loved best about you. No matter what, you were determined to be happy and bouncy and all those things I wish I could be.
You weren’t the only one though.
I wish I could find photos of your Halloween jammies though. Those bones with the candies were priceless.
I know mom won't mind me posting the photos of the two of you from last Christmas.
And who could forget the elf hat?!
Thank you for being such a good sport with her during the holidays, you sure made her smile last year. I will never forget the joy you brought.
The memories are so numerous it would take weeks to list them all. We may not have had you for your entire life, but for the handful of years we had you it was all fun and games. That’s why yesterday was so devastating to us. You went from the perky, happy go lucky guy to a weak, pale and fragile creature. The cancer took over your body quickly, as the villain always does and though your heart may have wanted to stay, your body just couldn’t hold on. So we made the choice to set you free.
So don’t worry, I’ll look after mom in your stead. Run free with all the other critters, you’re so dang friendly I’ll bet you already have a group of friends to play with. Never forget though, you were and always will be, very much loved.
Until we meet again,
Goodbye My Friend.