We were blessed with our sweet mini schnau, Freddi (or “schnau” as I called him) when I was barely in the first grade. As a grumpy, often moody dog, I at first was not close to appreciative of my dog. But as the years progressed, our interaction did and we began to bond. We went for frequent walks around the neighborhood and he slept in my room to accompany me when I was sick, alone, or sad.
My baby used to lick the tears away from my face, bring me toys, howl for me in the evening and nuzzle his little head on my neck. I enjoyed the sounds of his snores and his breathing. Upon hearing of the news of his death (being far away in college and from my best friend)I felt a part of me collapse…I felt a pain so different than I had ever known. It would not subside for quite some time. As later, among friends, we would discuss our stories about pets, I would become emotional. To this day, my friends know better than to discuss stories about their animals as I become devastatingly sad.
The loss of a beloved pet is truly one of the most difficult to surpass. Or so has been the case for me. I miss my sweet angel, my sweet baby. I hope he remembers the good memories with me and that he occupied an enormous part of heart.
I wll always love you, Freddi.
| Freddi |
| Moni |