I’ve always felt that a life should be celebrated and not mourned over. We mourn, yes, because we’re sad. I am beyond sad today – I just lost one of my best friends. Charlie was my first dog. Not a dog that belongs to the “family” but “MY” dog, my best friend.
I believe fate brought Charlie and I together. Today after learning that he passed, I was looking at his papers and for the first time I looked closely at his blood line. One of his parents was named “Ted E. Bear”. My nickname is “Teddybear”. That goes beyond coincidence. I could look at a million more dogs and never have that happen again.
Charlie enjoyed almost 10 full years of life. Charlie needed a lot of help along the way and, the same way you wouldn’t turn your back on your child, Charlie was given every opportunity to flourish. I believe that Charlie needed me and, probably more so, I needed Charlie – that’s fate. He needed someone to take care of him and I needed to understand how to care for someone.
Everyone loved Charlie! He just had this aw-shucks disposition, always wagged that “happy hippo” tail of his, and was probably the only dog that ALWAYS knew when it was 5pm regardless of daylight savings time because that meant, PIG EAR TIME!
It’s going to be hard to not see him with his head hanging off the bed, or off the edge of the stairs or at the corner of the fence to bark at the neighbor’s dog. But just as I won’t “see” him I will always “remember” him and I can run those movies back in my mind any time I want. Thank you, Charlie,
for the memories.
I loved Charlie as much as anyone can love any person or any thing. We visited him in the hospital yesterday and he was doing so well. He heard our voices and the “happy hippo” tail went nuts! He smiled, he licked us, he wanted to go home. You’ll always be in our hearts
at home with us, Charlie.
Love You Forever,
| ♥Papa Charlie♥ |
| 20, May 2010 |
| Ron and Carol |