It's Mommy

Oh my dear Tomato, I still think of you often. Remember how you'd be on the couch and when I went to the kitchen you'd perk up and peek your head as far as possible to see what I was doing.

I can't wait to see you again. I love you and I miss you awful.

Mommy XXXXOOOOOOXXXOXOXOXOXO

I miss you Tomato

I miss you Tomato. I miss hearing your nails as you walked across the floor. Barking at me every night while we sat down for dinner. I miss your smell. I miss your snoring. I miss hugging and kissing you.

I hope we are back together someday. I love you with all my heart. The house is lonely with out you. Your brothers miss you too.

XXXXXXXXXXOOOOOOOOOOOO

Mommy

I'm in heaven now

I'm in heaven now. Mom knows that because she dreamt it. Did you know Dog spelled backwards is God. What a fitting name given to an animal that is considered man's best friend.

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I miss you, my Tomato. I miss your smell, your breathing, the noise of your nails walking across the floor, the way you always messed up the bathroom rug when I straightened it. I miss you talking to me, I told you to "bark lower" and you did. I will ALWAYS carry you deep in my heart. You were special, one of a kind and my love.

I did it my way

I made it to the fine ol' age of 15.

My mom took me to the vet for my regular blood work. The doctor found a tumor in my bladder. Mom cried. The doc wanted me to cross over that day but mom said, NO! We were scheduled to cross over at 3:00 the next day but mom canceled. She couldn't find it in her heart to schedule the time I should die.

You see, the doc said dogs have dignity and I have lost mine. "Wrong, wrong, wrong" mom says, "he's never had any dignity. He has pee'd and pooped in the house all his life and he is the rottenest dog imaginable". Mom saw through all that and loved me anyway.

Mom is having the toughest time letting go, I can't let go either... I still love to eat, wiggle my tail, I play and I bark (a lot). I smell terrible (despite the baths). I don't seem to exhibit any signs of pain. I can understand mom's dilemma.

Mom has been reflecting on our life together. She has lots of regrets. She wished she hugged me more, walked me more, bought us a house sooner. I, on the other hand, was perfectly happy just to be at her side and after 6 years together she got me a daddy who I grew to love more than mommy.

My time draws nearer with each precious breathe I take. I know mommy will see fit to do the right thing when the spark is gone from my eyes. I'll see my mom again, I know this because she dreamt it.

All my life . . . . I did it my way.

My Christmas

Well . . . I slept, I barked, I ate, I peed and I pooped, then I slept, I barked, I ate, I peed and I pooped.
Did I mention I begged also? then I ate and I slept. Ahhh life is good. Anyone bugs me I growl, I have the whole family trained.

Mom cut my hair really short, I look 10 years younger and 10 pounds lighter. I sleep in bed now cause I get cold at night. I like sleeping longways across the bed and I don't move. Did I mention I snore? Boy, can I snore! Dad calls me his Cocker Roach or his Cocker Spanish boy. Life is great at 11.