My favorite baby broke my heart today. He was the best man I've ever had in my life. How do I come home now when I won't have him running to the top of the stairs to see me, then wait until I take off my work boots off to make sure I'm staying and only then go out to potty. I am still in open wound pain, but I almost asked "Where's Muffy?" when I heard a dog barking outside.
Now I guess I'll have to hire a surveyor to find my property line. He knew exactly where it was. My Sweet Boy always impressed the neighbors by staying on our property. He'ld go right to the edge, but never off without Mom right by him. When we first moved in, they all told me I'ld have to get a fence or he'ld run off. Didn't take too long to find out he knew exactly where home was. We all thought he was a pomeranian, but, as long as he was next to Mom's ankles, he was tougher than any doberman you've ever seen. Ofcourse, if he turned around and I wasn't there, he knew right where the front door was.
He left us fairly quickly. A week ago today I didn't know my soul would be ripped apart. He had a strong heart and beautiful eyes. Even on my last visit with him, he knew who loved him. I walked into the vet's and thought he had already left us. The nurse was taking his IV out and he was just staring forward. When I reached to give him a final petting, his head popped up, he looked right at me, and I knew I was loved by the biggest heart ever.
Goodbye my almond eyed boy and dearest friend!
Memories of My Man
I'm so sorry about your boy...my thoughts are with you.
