I visit this site very often but this is the first time I want to say something. I want to put together some words for my Buddy, my beautiful golden retriever, my boy I lost 5 weeks ago. These are the hardest days in my life.
It all started nine and half years ago. I did not want to have a dog in my house, did not know very much about dogs, mostly have been scared of big ones. But my ten years old daughter at that time, big animal lover, wanted a dog and she wanted golden retriever. My husband did not listen to me and they brought Buddy in my life. And next to my daughter it was the best thing ever happened to me, although I did not know that then. Slowly with days passing by Buddy became my dog. When I cooked he was next to me waiting for his share of veggies, when I vacuumed he would laid down on the vacuum hose, when I sat he had his head on my lap, when I cried he would pet me with his paw, at night he would sleep on the floor next to the bed on my side, in morning he would wake my up as it is food time, when I leave at work he would be at door to get his "see you later Bud" threat, when I came back he would wait for me with his nose stick in the closet with our shoes. And then after nine and half years after tough battle with terminal illness for a couple months I lost my Bud on May 15th. I lost the best friend I ever had, lost someone to talk with, someone to walk with, someone to hug with... My heart is just broken, can't stop crying, my life is frozen in a time. I still see him everywhere, can feel softness of his coat under my hand, his happy face and the tail waging at time to go for walk, his touch with his big paw was so gentle. And pain is unbearable. I read your stories and cry with you as your pain is my pain now.
I love you Buddy.
It all started nine and half years ago. I did not want to have a dog in my house, did not know very much about dogs, mostly have been scared of big ones. But my ten years old daughter at that time, big animal lover, wanted a dog and she wanted golden retriever. My husband did not listen to me and they brought Buddy in my life. And next to my daughter it was the best thing ever happened to me, although I did not know that then. Slowly with days passing by Buddy became my dog. When I cooked he was next to me waiting for his share of veggies, when I vacuumed he would laid down on the vacuum hose, when I sat he had his head on my lap, when I cried he would pet me with his paw, at night he would sleep on the floor next to the bed on my side, in morning he would wake my up as it is food time, when I leave at work he would be at door to get his "see you later Bud" threat, when I came back he would wait for me with his nose stick in the closet with our shoes. And then after nine and half years after tough battle with terminal illness for a couple months I lost my Bud on May 15th. I lost the best friend I ever had, lost someone to talk with, someone to walk with, someone to hug with... My heart is just broken, can't stop crying, my life is frozen in a time. I still see him everywhere, can feel softness of his coat under my hand, his happy face and the tail waging at time to go for walk, his touch with his big paw was so gentle. And pain is unbearable. I read your stories and cry with you as your pain is my pain now.
I love you Buddy.