Birthday Dog.

Well, today is my birthday. My mom thinks of me most on special days, and she always said my birthday was special. One of her favorite days, because if I hadn't been born, she never would have known our perfect relationship. She misses me, and I know how hard she has it, thinking of me. I should be there, with my family, but I'm not - and that is the hardest thing, having to be seperated from the ones we love.
If I were still living, I would be just 11 years old. I should still be living. But I was taken young, and we'll never know why.

So, for my birthday, just give me one present - it doesn't have to be wrapped in paper and bows - all I want is a hug. Hug your dog - love your dog. Be thankful for him, love him now, while he is there, in the flesh. Your love is the one thing he can never get enough of. Your dog lives, eats and breaths for you - he is devoted to you no matter what. We don't live with regrets - dogs live our whole lives with passion and purpose. We love with our whole hearts, we experience life with our full senses. We know how precious and short life is, and we enjoy every moment of it.

When we are gone, our humans regret things, like not spending enough time with us. Live without regrets - hold your dog every day as though it could be your last day together, because you never know when that time could come.
That's what I want for my birthday....for you humans to know what life is like for us dogs - for you to learn to live with passion and experience life to its fullest.

Sending rays of love to my family and friends,
Tucker
the birthday dog!

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