It's been a week now since my dog died. The one true love of my life. Your pet will always be loyal to you. He was everything to me. He always wanted to be held and fed. Ha. Several months ago, Booboo and I were home having dinner. Well he watched me eat mine while he let his get cold. It got annoying, but I always manage to give him a little something and mix it up with his food. He always ate it.
A week ago, he was alive. Today I ask my sister where he was and she said in the room. He was cremated this week. There lies a box with his remains inside. I'm not sure what to do about it. Should I bury him in the back yard or scatter him about the neighborhood? I was thinking we would keep him in an urn and just have a memorial area for him. I just don't know. This is my first time losing a pet. I wonder if I'll ever get another dog. I just know I miss him a lot.
My sister can't sleep. She's been crying and sleeping in the living room. I look down to find him and he's not there. It's just so strange. 17 years he's been with me. He was just great. He always manage to sniff out the bad boys I dated, by barking at them and then biting them on the ankle. I knew when he acted up, that I would soon be dumping that guy. They always turned out to be assholes anyway.
So instead of seeing this sad picture of him, I want to remember him this way.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Booboo
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2 Lovely Comments:
What a sweet baby! I know when I lost my cat Dutch, I was so heartbroken. I still miss him. He was my heart and the love of my life.
Hang in there. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Thanks a lot. Sucks so much but I knew it had to be done at some point.
I look at these pictures, with his hair real short, and I can still smell him smelling so clean, straight from the groomers.
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