To Max I remember how excited I was when mom and dad brought you home. I was only 11 years old then and as happy as ever. We were all blessed to have you with us for 10 years. I’ll never forget how much you loved Black Lake. You would swim all day with your cute life vest on. I love to watch the video of you riding with me on the wave runner and how you stood at the front of the row boat like a captain of the sea. Thank you for always sitting next to me and watching the wind hit the trees and all the moments that then didn’t seem that important stand out the most now that your gone. When kids at school would make fun of me and when I would fight with my boyfriend then you were always there.
I could never repay you all the comfort and love you gave me unconditionally. When you were getting older I could see the pain in your eyes. Your arthritis kept you from keeping up with the Haleigh (our young dog). That time came all to fast when you were in constant pain. The hardest part is that I told mom the week before that if we have to take you in I wanted to go with her. When mom called me 3 days later and told me she had to take you in I was so mad and angry that she didn’t tell me so I could say good-bye and look in those eyes one last time and to give you a kiss and tell you it was going to be better for you in heaven. I cried for weeks and I was so mad at her for not telling me. It still haunts me that I never got to say one last I love You and to thank you for all you did for me in the 10 most chaotic years of my life.
Mom didn’t tell me because she knew I wouldn’t be able to handle it. She said you were so excited to go on a ride in the car and you were so good. It broke her heart to know when she looked at you that you were going to be put asleep. I don’t know how she did it alone she didn’t have to be the only one left to deal with the last ride. But I know now it was to protect me and Jen. But she didn’t realize how it hurt worse that I couldn’t be there with you.
This Christmas was so hard with out you. We talked and cried remembering you “opening” your presents from the dog stocking. I miss you Squanema (nick name) and I sometimes feel you with me and I hope thats true. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there with you I love you and miss you so much. You were and are still the “Black Lake” dog. You are in my thoughts and my heart always. We love you!!!!
Love Rachael (mom dad Jen & the pup Haleigh)
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