One year ago today my best friend in the entire world died.
I sometimes feel like a freak that I think about Rascal as much as I do. I wonder if I am the only one who thinks of their own four legged friend and gets sad like I do.
I don't know what it is about that little ball of fluff that I loved so much... okay, well I do... but above all I miss his personality even until his last fighting day. I miss that most.
Putting your best friend to sleep is by far one of the most traumatizing things I think one can ever do, realizing the moment when I had to do it was even worse.
Of course, I know that a dog can't live as long as a human can. I know that I had him for 17 years of my life. 17 of my most life changing years. I know that he lived a good long life, with a good family, making good friends along the way. But still, in my childish ways, I wish he could have lived forever. Nothing turned a bad day around like he did.
They say there are 2 things a girl could always count on... her dad and her dog. It's true.
So, on this day I will remember Rascal as a healthy, energetic ball of fluff. My tears are minimal now, but my heart still aches. There will always be a place in it for him.
It's been a little over three years since Tara died and I still think of her every single day of my life. Dogs have a funny way of staying with you even if they are not around...I guess its that unconditional love they have!
ReplyDeleteI really liked that saying you wrote about a girl only being able to rely on her dog and her dad! Absolutely true!
Rascal is surely missed, but I am sure he is being taken good care of by all the other lost ones, including Tara.