Saying Goodbye to My Dog

Today, I lost my dog. He was seven, he meant the world to me. I am broken, I hurt in places that have no words. It hurts to lose a pet, and losing one can feel like you’ve lost part of your family.

The Bond We Shared

From the moment I brought him home, we became best friends. He always greeted me with tail wags and happy barks. Every day was an adventure with him by my side. We played in the park, went on long walks, and cuddled on the couch. He made me smile, even on my toughest days.

The Pain of Loss

This heart of mine is hurting now that he’s gone It feels empty. I long for the touch of his body next to mine in my bed. Especially, the times of his paw sound on floor are gone forever. He is behind every single corner in my home. Even now, I always wait for him to appear and smile at me He’s just not here, and that hurts so much.

Remembering the Good Times

I may be sad, but I need to look back at the bright moments. I reminisce on all the fun things we used to do. I recall his silly shenenigans and all the goofy faces he would do. And it makes me smile a bit inside to remember those moments. Grief is born and weeps upon them but I want to keep these thoughts. Reminding me how much he loved me.

Healing Takes Time

I know healing takes time. It is okay to feel sad. It is okay to miss him. and I will grieve. I will gossip about him with my friends and family. They know, how important he was to me!

If anything in time, I pray the pain will fade. I will always wish for more of those, But I can content with what we had. My dog might be no more, but his love will last in my heart for as long as i live.