The Gentleman Dog


This Dog. What Can I Say About This Dog…

As I write this, it’s hard for me to come to terms with certain things now. You’ll never follow me around the house anymore every time I get up. You’ll never sit near me, constantly barking for food when I’m eating dinner. You’ll never be next to me when I’m on the computer or playing video games. I’ll never hear you walking when you get up around 5 am every day to do your business.

You hardly ever listened to me. You were a pain. You made a mess. You were irritating.

But I Loved You.

You were my shadow. Where I was, there you were. You were one of the best friends I’ve ever had. My best companion. You were as close to me as any part of my family because you were family. Especially these last two years, when we became almost inseparable. I was with you when you were almost mauled to death by a dog twice your size. I was with you when you jumped on the table, stole the bun off my hamburger, and ran before I could catch you. I was with you when you broke your back and couldn’t move your back legs. I was with you when you lost your right eye. And I was with you when you left me. When a piece of me died earlier this week.

I hope I get to see you again. And please remember me. Because I promise I will never forget you.

I Love You Yuki. I Miss You So Much Already Pops.


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