Muffin my sweet Bichon pooch! When my world was sad, Mom bought you for me. A boyfriend was killed, and you were given to me to make me want to live, my therapy pup. You were 3 months old. I had to get up and feed you, and take you out.. No feeling sorry for myself, you needed me. I told you all my hopes, all my dreams. You knew all my secrets. I cried in to your fur so much when I got you..
Years later, you still saw me cry over one boyfriend, or something.. You just ignored me by now! You were used to it..
When you were 10, the doctor said you had an enlarged heart.. All the love you felt, I could have told them that… You were given a month to live.. My sweet precious boy, you fooled the doctors and lived an extra 14 months! You were the best, all paws down! Your heart condition got worst..
One night I took you out, July 26.. it was around 9 or 10. You didnt feel like going for our ‘short walk’ like you used to. You didnt seem to want to do anything, so I picked you up and we sat on the front steps to have a chat. I started to tell you how you were the best friend I ever had, how I loved you, and it will be okay if you felt you had to go. I said I would miss you, but I will be fine. I said its okay, you can go if you feel you have to. You turned your little head and kissed me, as to say thanks for everything. I kissed you back and said your welcome, Bud. and we sat, on the front steps, in the summer air, in the dark, Kissing and chatting like we do.
Muffin died the next afternoon, July 27, 2004. That afternoon I was eating my lunch and thought this turkey is really good, I am going to save some for you.. I called home to tell Mom I was coming home from work with turkey for your lunch.. No answer.. Mom called a few Minutes later, you were gone. She said you were still warm, she just came home. I know you died when I was thinking of you and the turkey.. I just know it. I came home to bring my friend to the vet one last time. I came home to hold your paw, and breath in your sweet sent, I came home to hold you. A family member has fallen. A pack member was down. I came home to treat you with respect and dignity you so well deserved. I came home to say good bye
You died as you lived, quite, and peaceful. At the top of the stairs sleeping, waiting for your pack to come home.
You mended this girls broken heart 11 years ago, and in the end she mended yours. Thank you for all the years you waited for me to come home. Thank you for the welcoming circle dance when I did. The tears of joy! Thank you for helping me, thank you for loving me. It was an honor and a pleasure to be ‘your Kara’ There will never be another love like you, you were the best, all paws down! Buddy, you had me at hello…
all my love, Budgie
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