Almost three years ago, I found my best
friend. He was born with a lazy eye and
most likely would not be selected from the
litter. But to me, he was special. We
bonded immediately. My buddy became my
almost constant companion, my buddy.
My buddy was the light of my life. He
brought me joy and happiness.
When I learned he was likely born with
serious kidney problems and my vet tried
what he could but finally admitted there
was little else to do – I was heartbroken.
To make the decision to separate us was the
most difficult decision of my life. I wanted
him to come home, be with me and let me protect
him. But I couldn’t.
On the last day (yesterday) I went to see
him. We spent some time together in private
holding him and saying goodbye. My heart
was in despair as I knew what had to be done.
Finally, the time came. I went with him and
held him and kissed him as he was put to sleep.
I told him I was so sorry and I loved him.
He was gone.
My heart was broken.
My buddy was Chipper, my buddy. He was almost
three and should have lived much longer but
fate dealt us both a terrible blow and took
us apart.
I took Chipper home – where he belongs. I
buried him in my back yard so he would be
here forever.
Chipper, I love you buddy. I miss you
but I will always hold you in my heart.
Good Bye my Chips, my boo, my buddy.
I love you my Doodle Bug.
| Chipper |
| 18, Feb 2009 |
| Tom Leonard |