This is the story of my sweet “Ozzy” I have 3 other poodles and Ozzy was the baby. Two of my other poodles were his parents. So I had him from the moment he was born under my bed. He was the most loving little kid you would ever meet.
Never met a stranger and loved his family. Ozzy was unfortunately killed by another dog, So it was really tragic and sudden for us. I don’t think I have ever cried so much in my life and I still do to this day. I Still go to his grave every morning before I go to work and every night before I go to bed. I still carry him treats out and lay them on his marker. This has been really hard for me to deal with. Just to lose him in such a violent manner made it harder for me to except. I just keep telling my self that he wouldn’t want to me to cry for him.
He is at rainbow bridge waiting on me, I told him I would come with a bacon bite for him. He loved those things. I could break out the bag and he would jump up in the air and stand on his back legs and dance for me. He was such a precious little boy and I miss him so much.
I love you and miss you so very much,
| Ozzy |
| Kim Boney |