Oh, my baby boy, I miss you so much it hurts.
WE miss you so much.
I remember the day we took you home- I saw you and immediately scooped you up, refusing to let go because it was YOU that I wanted. Dominic was the one that named you, but Momma always made sure you were cared for. Dominic and I grew up with you – for 9 years, you saw our little family of three through pretty much everything, and was still the sweetest thing ever. There are an infinite number of stories I could tell just about you, little boy. You often were the cause of us coming together as a family.
I never thought I would lose you. You were my baby, always by my side, and I never believed you would leave. Could leave. I never even got a chance to say good-bye…but I’m relieved you’re no longer in pain or suffering. Momma knew you were, but none of us realized it was this bad, because you hid it from us like a little trooper.
I miss all of your cute little moments that made me giggle, even when I didn’t feel like smiling at all. The way you could make my day with that little winkie blinkie thing you used to do. How we could just go and sit outside, no matter what was going on, and just be in the silence. It always made everything better. But who can I sit outside with now?
I love you to death and it kills me to realize that I’ll never get to see you again in this life. Thank you for putting up with all of the different phases, people, and situations that we went through, and loving us unconditionally. Please watch over us, and continue keeping the other dogs on their toes and herding them in heaven. We’ll never forget you,
gorgeous boy.