RUSTY by Margaret / Mommy

I got rusty when he was just six weeks old, some one I worked with was trying to sell him and I had never had house pets before so I told them no. He was a little peach ball of fur. The second they drove away I called and told them I wanted him. So I took him home that night and house trained him for 2 weeks. Thats all it took with him , he was a real smart dog. He knew when I said lets go for a walk he went to the door, when I said lets go take a bath, he went to his bed and acted like he was asleep. He hated baths.

He was my baby boy, I hated to leave him home alone so I looked around for another for him for company. Thats when I found Missy, they were the best pets anyone could ask for. We took them on trips with us, when we could not I would get someone in family to come and stay with them. we took them camping, walking, long trips. They loved it, as long as they were with us. When Missy passed last year Rusty was very depressed for while and did not eat for a couple of days mourning. I don’t think he ever got over her . But we gave him all the attention to keep him happy and still took him everywhere with us. Then he started losing his eyesight and not feeling well. I had to carry him up and down the steps when he had to go outside, it hurt him to go up and down.

I took him to the vet once a month and before Christmas he would not eat anymore, and he was one that loved to eat. I had to hand feed him like I did Missy but he started getting worse and worse . Whatever he ate he would throw back up. The vet told me he could not make him young again and I knew that the time was getting near. I had to leave out of the state last week and he went to sleep and never woke up. I am so sorry I was not here with him to kiss him and tell him I loved him while he was leaving me. That is my only quilt, that he died without me by his side. I know he knows I loved him cuz I was always
kissing and hugging on him.

I cry every time I see his bed is not there or him not coming to see where I am. I will always love him and will see him again soon. I know he is resting and not hurting anymore. He will always be my baby boy. When I meet up with him again I will not let him go.

 

Love you always,
RUSTY
Margaret