A couple days ago, I had to say goodbye to my best friend. While a lot of the pain has subsided, I’m still missing my little buddy, and I wish so much that I wouldn’t have to live the rest of my life without him. I loved my dog more than anything in the world, and anyone who knows me could back that up. He was my pride and my joy, my confidant, my world, and while the loss of him hasn’t consumed me entirely, my heart still aches horribly. I know that it’ll get better in time, and that he’s still here in a sense, but I wish that I could pet his head and stroke his silky fur just one more time. I miss his companionship and the unbreakable, unconditional love and bond that we shared. This isn’t just a proud owner saying this; it’s from one best friend to the other: you were the best dog ever. I loved you so much and I will continue to love you for the rest of my life. I can’t wait for our heavenly reunion, little guy.

My sweet Lucky, rest in peace.

9/8/2008