Not a day goes by when I don’t think about my sweet boy. Sometimes I come home wishing you’re waiting for me when I open the door. Whenever it’s raining, I don’t hear scratches on my door anymore and before that was annoying, but now I miss it so much.
It’s already been three weeks and I know it’s stupid to cry over a dog but he was my son, my baby, best friend. I’ve never grown an attachment like this for any other dog. Five years of friendship you’ve given me and I hope you enjoyed my company as I, you. You’ll always have a special place in my heart and the memories I’ve shared with you, I will cherish forever. Mama misses you, Pookie.