Two weeks after Dino left me, I still miss my baby so much. It was painful to see him go. I think that to die from a complication from fits was pretty tragic though the length of suffering was short. After 13.5 years taking care of him, since he was three weeks old, it is damn difficult to "let go". I miss everything about him.
Now that he is no longer here, I try to think of all the good stuff that endeared him to me while blocking out all the painful bouts of seizures that he suffered from since he was one year old.
Tonight, I was feeling nostalgic and I thought that I would read some dog stories on the web. I just want to feel good about dogs. I still have Snoopy, but he is the same age as Dino and is frail physically since his bout of tick parasite a year and a half ago.
Now that he is no longer here, I try to think of all the good stuff that endeared him to me while blocking out all the painful bouts of seizures that he suffered from since he was one year old.
Tonight, I was feeling nostalgic and I thought that I would read some dog stories on the web. I just want to feel good about dogs. I still have Snoopy, but he is the same age as Dino and is frail physically since his bout of tick parasite a year and a half ago.
I chanced upon Bad Dog Chronicles just now while randomly looking for dog stories to read. There are many cute dogs there telling their stories in a first-person perspective. These stories just remind me why I love Snoopy and Dino so much. They could never do wrong in my eyes. Though I may scold them when they drove me up the wall, I beat their furry butt and then I fall in love with them all over again when they look at me deeply with their wet eyes.
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