“Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” – Roger Caras
Yesterday, my canine friend passed away. Fergie has only been with me for five years — five good years. We ate together, shopped together, she was even the only friend I talked to when I felt I can’t trust anyone else.
She has always been the sickly kind, but we always manage to get through it except for this one night. I have lost Fergie before when she was stolen from our home. I never stopped crying until we found her a week later with the help of the police. Last night, though, I lost her forever.
She hasn’t been eating right for weeks already. She doesn’t play anymore. She was basically not her usual self. I didn’t expect that yesterday will be the last time I’ll be seeing her, though. I thought she was just going through a phase; that she’d come back to herself again. I was wrong.
Goodbye, little buddy. Thank you for the happy memories, thank you for listening, and thank you for being the best friend any person can have…
