I lost my dog Spooky today. He was 15 years old and I had him for 12 years of his life. I don't know the trials he went through before I saved him.. but I know it was not good. It took many years to gain his trust and abolish his fears. I love him more than words can say. Today his old body gave up on him and he could no longer walk. I tried and tried to get him up and walking but his body would not let him. My heart broke as I let him go. I sit here crying, missing my friend who has always been there for me. Not knowing how I will face the days coming without his smiling face, happy barks and wagging tail. He was so full of happiness and life. In my world of crap he made each day a little better, a reason to get up and face the day ahead.
I will always love you my old friend and there will always be a huge hole in my heart that only belongs to you.