Saturday, July 10, 2010
@ 8:31 PM
Dear Max,
It was foolish of me when I was younger to think that you'd live forever.
When reality hits, it's all so sudden and I woke up.
When I first heard that you were dead, I cried.
Ever since Amber was born I just felt that you were being neglected.
You looked so sad and lonely.
Even in the picture, you seemed to me as so helpless, wanting to be let in the house.
I love you a lot. You're the best dog I ever knew.
And I hope that you're in doggy heaven now, without the pain in life and everything.
You really sort of grew up with me even though I saw you only a few times a year, and I won't forget how we played catch with your pink soft toy rugby ball, or times when you ate candle wax and rubber just cause you were playful.
I can't express how much I love you in words, I don't know how.
I regret not spending more time with you when I still could, you're irreplaceable in my heart, Max, I miss you.
And I don't know how it's gonna be like when I visit the next time to see an empty cage.
To see an empty space under the table where you always lay.
To see no leash.
To see no Max walking around aimlessly the porch of the house.
To feed no dog any treats.
To ask no dog to shake my hand with his paw.
To see no dog play dead.
To pat no dog.
To not see you eat nonsense.
To not see your excited expression when we come.
I will miss you.
A whole lot.
