One year ago today my best friend and heart dog passed away.
He was only two months away from his 9th birthday. Far too young to pass away. I miss him everyday. He taught me so many valuable lessons about life and love and friendship. He saw me through my teenage years and loved me unconditionally, as I did him.
Tuesday, the 5th, marks the two year anniversary of Ella’s passing. I can’t bring myself to post two sad posts with days of each other, so I’ll post my tribute to Ella now.
Ella was my first, and so far only, rescue dog. I adopted her when she was two months old. Ella passed away very suddenly, just days after her sixth birthday. She was also far too young to pass away. But after being hit by a car when she was two years old, I felt lucky and blessed to have had four more years with her, and knowing she’s no longer in any pain at all brings me a lot of comfort. I miss her dearly though. She was crazy, goofy, and overly affectionate at times. She brought me and my family (human and canine and even, sometimes, feline) a lot of joy.
On somedays I can’t hardly believe it’s already been a year, two years, since their passings. It doesn’t always feel that long ago that I was snuggling hem, playing with them and caring for them. On other days it feels like it’s been so much longer because I miss them so much.