I got Zeus when he was 8 months old.
His owner had asked me to take care of him.
He was abused as a pup the first thing I had to do when I
got him is de worm him. He had bad heart worms.
He was so smart. I just fell in love with him. I really don’t think he
knew he was a dog. And I never treated him like just a dog.
To me he was family even closer.
I can’t explain the kind of bond we had except he needed
me and I him.
We have been through good and bad times.
And we help each other through it all.
All through my life people always look down on me teased me a lot.
But Zeus he excepted me for who I was and stuck by me.
He depended on me. As a pup the vet told me he would be a high
maintenance pet. But I didn’t care.
He actually taught me a great deal about life. He loved people.
He would go up to people in the neighborhood to say hi. And a lot of people
would be afraid of him because of his size.
But once they got to know him they fell in love with him.
The kids would come over and ask me if Zeus could come out to
play with them. He was a great dog.
Then the unthinkable happened.
Even though the last few months of his life he was not feeling well
he still played with the kids. Never once complained.
I remember the last time I saw him he was really sick but still managed
to give me a kiss. I had to put him to sleep because he was getting worse.
I wish I was there when they put him down . But at the time I couldn’t bring
my self to watch him die. When they told me they were going to put him to
sleep my whole body felt like jelly.
It was like my whole life ended. But I know he is not in pain now.
And I hope he is in heaven and one day we will be together again.
Never to be apart again.
Its been 1 year ago yet it fells like yesterday.
I wonder if it takes anyone else so long to get over
losing there pet.
Pete
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