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I'm Ok.

Wish You Were Here

I thought that as the days, months and even years pass, it would get easier not having you around. I miss you everyday. I miss your loving eyes, your smile and the way you loved and were loved by everyone.

Mom read a story somewhere last night that the oldest dog that ever lived was 29 years old. I told her I wished you lived that long. I'll never understand why dogs don't live as long as we do. I know people say it's to help us love and understand death; but I'll never understand why I had to lose you.

I love you and miss you everyday.

Thank you for being such a wonderful part of my life and childhood. You will forever hold my heart.
~Sister Sarah

Sweet boy

I pretended tonight that Jeter was you. I laid on him, closed my eyes, and pretended it was your fur I was feeling on my face. I wrapped my arms around his neck and nuzzled his fur; pretending it was you instead. I love Jeter and feel that maybe I will be able to love again like I loved you. I see you everywhere; maybe that's silly since you were "only a dog." But since you left, my heart has found it difficult to love...human or animal. I guess as you grow up, you learn that those people and animals will leave you. When I was young I never thought you'd leave. Every memory I have... there you are. Every picture...there you are. In my heart... there you are, and always be will be.
Love you baby blue boy.

Tail of Devotion

Even though it's been two and half years since we said good bye to you, writing this still makes me cry. You were with us for 14 wonderful years. When I look back through family photos of Christmas, Easter, first days of school, you were always in them...even if it was only your head or your tail. You always made your way into our pictures! You let me dress you up and carry you like a baby, even when you were a big boy! I remember nights when I was sad you laid by me as my tears soaked your fur. The days I was home sick you laid with me, nursing me to health. We shared so many memories. Losing you was the hardest thing I have gone through. I guess I always thought you would always be here. I never imagined it any other way. I used to always complain about your fur being everywhere...but when you were gone I wished for nothing more but to find your fur anywhere, just to have you back with us.
We knew you were getting sick. It became harder and harder for you to get up. Mom had left for a work trip and she had a sense that you might you get really sick when she was gone. She told me that if you had a seizure and couldn't get up that I was the one who would need to take you and have you put to sleep. You were in pain but seemed to mask it, you wanted to live for us. One Saturday morning I was late getting up for work and I hurried to get you and Winston outside, but you couldn't get up. I had never cried that hard in my life. I was speechless. I went to work already upset for being late and feeling that I was losing you, with no one around but me. My boss told me to come home and make sure you were alright. You were up and smiling when I got back home. I thought everything was ok and that you were just tired. That following Tuesday I got the call that I hoped I would never get, it was time to say good bye. I left work in a daze trying to picture my life without you. As a family we took you outside one last time so that you could feel the warm air and sunlight one last time. I wasn't ready to say good bye to my best friend. I was only 19 and felt my world was crashing. In my heart I knew you wanted us to know that you were ok, and that it was time. As I knew my life would never be the same after that day. My tears would never be swept again by his beautiful mane and my heart would never be whole again. As the years went on I got to use to only seeing his picture, but heart will always have a hole where his puppy paw print will remain. Thank you beautiful boy for all the memories you gave us. I know you know how much you meant to all of us.