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Time To Let Go

The life you've led has been a good one and now it's time to go on. Time to go on to endless back yards to run around in and steak for dinner every night. There will be the biggest water bowl you've ever seen. It'll be like the size of a big ol' lake so you can even swim around in it if you want. Just don't pee in it, you won't wanna drink you're own pee. Well, not that you'd wanna drink anyone's pee but still, that'd be totally gross.

You were always such an amazing mama dog. Your puppies turned your little boobies into big fat Slim Jim pieces and you wore them like badges of honor. We were always your cheering section when it came to be that time, but you didn't need us, you were awesome at birthin' them babies all on your own. You even loved that little one that didn't have a butthole. Only the best of mama's could've done that. When we brought a new puppy home, you treated him just as if he were your own. You let him cuddle up in the crook of your back leg and you schooled him when he got outta line. Such a good mama.

I'll always remember you shakin' your ass when you wagged your tail. You'd curve your entire body around so your butt would be all up in your face. You were always so happy and so grateful.

You've always been our eyes and ears, barkin' whenever someone came into the yard that you thought shouldn't. You sounded so fierce. I wouldn't wanna mess with you if I didn't know you. You sounded like one tough lady, even though you were a total mush at heart. You don't have to worry though, Bruiser's already practicin' barkin' at strangers when he never really ever barked before. It's the strangest thing, but I guess he knows and he's steppin' in to fill some mighty big shoes.

This is by far the hardest decision I've ever had to make. We will always think of you and always love you. You are totally irreplaceable.

Comments

Stitchblade said…
Even though I never get to see her anymore, I will miss her so much. She was always such an awesome dog. I wish I could be there for you and with you guys to say goodbye.
Lori said…
Dammit! You made me cry. I send you hugs from not too far away.

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