When a human loses a pet, fellow animal lovers understand, it is a complicated grief. We must go on with our lives, be happy, yet, especially for someone who's pet was their only "room mate" the loss is so deep. So I move forward and I am OK, but somewhere deep inside I feel lost. And even though I have a foster rescue here, I miss HIM; His little ways, movements, personality. Our routines and little ways we showed each other love. are gone. It's hard.
SO, even though I haven't written in a while, my sweet sweet Alvin, I think of you a million times a day. I miss the companionship and unconditional love you gave me. I know I did my best to give you a great life...and we did have a wonderful time of it. I miss you little boy...you crazy little, food grubbing, chicken eating, toy stealing, wiffle-ball chasing,"bag of meat." Be peaceful sweet one. Loving a dog changed me and my life. I hope you are near in spirit..actually, I know you are. I love you.
SO, even though I haven't written in a while, my sweet sweet Alvin, I think of you a million times a day. I miss the companionship and unconditional love you gave me. I know I did my best to give you a great life...and we did have a wonderful time of it. I miss you little boy...you crazy little, food grubbing, chicken eating, toy stealing, wiffle-ball chasing,"bag of meat." Be peaceful sweet one. Loving a dog changed me and my life. I hope you are near in spirit..actually, I know you are. I love you.