- feel sometimes like he's just at the vet, or at mom & dad's like when i couldn't have him at baylor.
- have trouble going to sleep, because for years he & i would sleep with our arms around each other.
- hear his bark when I walk through my door, but it just doesn't feel like home when I remind myself he's gone.
- want to buy extra bananas when I go to the the grocery store, because little else made him as happy as his favorite food.
- can smell his mustache, that even right after a bath could smell so foul.
- want to go back to bed to wake him up, after getting ready for the day.
- can feel his kisses , that nobody in the world could know how much I treasure.
- hear the jingling of his collar, as we went everywhere together.
- see him prancing towards me, as if he was proving to the world what a great dog he was.
- feel him sitting on my hip with his arm around my neck, as no other dog in the world would be comfortable, but to him there was no other way.
- see him sitting at the window, making sure 'his' neighborhood was safe.
- hear him snorting at the door, because simply sniffing just wasn't good enough.
- see him laying by the fireplace, what was then, is now, and will always our spot.
- feel him waking me up with kisses on a saturday morning, reminding me that his bladder doesn't always sleep in like his momma does.
- see him waiting at the door when we would go somewhere, barking every few seconds making sure I never forgot him.
- know the warmth of him cuddling up to me, could make the world and all it's problems fade away.
I could go on forever, but I'll end my list with this last and most important one...
I can still see the look in his beautiful big brown eyes, that told me that no matter how hard life was, no matter what happened, he would do anything for me, and he loved me with everything he had even in his last moments.
I still sense him in so many ways, but it's still hard for me to come back to reality. I always knew he loved me, and I love him more than words can express. What still amazes me, is no matter how hard it got for him to breathe, no matter how much pain he was in, and no matter how difficult it was for him to even stand... he was willing to go through it all because his love for me was greater. One of my vets told me towards the end, that he was 'the most stoic dog' she had ever seen, and he was. He was incredible, and I miss him more than I am capable of expressing.
