Brendon was my best friend from the very first day that my mum brought him home in 1995 he was a gorgeous little brown hairball and only a day old. He was smaller than the palm of my hand and he was so sweet I played with him everyday fed him everyday and loved him everyday.
He slept on my bed with me curled in my arms and he would always get his lead out of the shelf give it to me so that I could take him for a walk he would always sit underneath the dinner table and wait till someone gave him some of their food and then he would walk away quite happily.
It was one horrible day when he was only 7 years old
that a fire broke out in our home in the early hours of the morning me and my mum and little brother managed to get out but my younger sister my dad and Brendon were still trapped inside.
When the fire men came they got my dad and my sister out who had both hid under the stairs but then they found Brendon and he was all curled up in the corner he had passed away with fear in his eyes and I could tell that he had felt scared. I can’t imagine what he must of gone through. I miss and love you Brendon you weren’t just a dog you were a friend and you were my best friend and always will be.
Love from
Samantha
(your life long friend)