I was 6. Running out of kindergarten to meet my best friend. I remember tripping on my way out the door. I didn't even care. I just wanted to meet you. Your were my best friend instantly. Running out side to find you was the most running I've ever done to be honest. As soon as I saw you I fell to the ground to give you hug. I felt you lick the back of my neck trying to get to my face. I think I may of hugged you a little to tight. I don't think you cared though.
You were skinny. You could see your ribs. You had multiple heart problems. You had to get 2 surgeries just to get healthy. You were put on medication. You couldn't go outside because of the heat in the summer. That's why winter was your favorite season. You could only eat a special type of food. You had trouble with your teeth. And you even had too go it the cone of shame. And yet every time I'd look at you you would have a smile on I your face. That's why we called you Mr. Happy Face.
My sweet, sweet boy. I love you so much. So much. You were the best dog I could ask for. My first best friend. My first movie buddy. My first tea party attendee. I love you with all my heart. You were the love of my life. I miss you already and it's only been an hour. Were home now, or a place without you. It's not home when your not here. You were my home. My safe place. My beautiful baby boy. I loved you till your last breath, last heart beat, last blink. When I heard your heart stop, I smiled. Cause I knew you had too much love in it that it stopped.
Every time I'm going to feed patches I'll accidently fill yours too. Every time I get French fries from McDonald's I'll drop one on the floor just for you to find it, then realizing your not here (sorry mom). Every time it's your birthday I'll get a Peanut Butter ice cream just for you. And every time I find a piece of your hair, I'll cry for hours. I love you so much. I miss you, we all do. Me, mom, Bruce, and most of all your buddy, patches. I promise to protect him. Forever and always. I love you my sweet, sweet boy.
I'll never be able to get another Mr. Happy Face. You were the sweetest most gentle dog ever. Every time I came home from the hospital you always would jump up on my lap and snuggle. I would always get the cheep plushie's from dollar tree, and you'd rip them apart so fast, you would take out the stuffing and threw it across the floor, making mom have to vacuum.
You loved walks, French fries, ice-cream, cheese, your favorite toy. You loved belly rubs and ear scratches. You loved sleeping, your bed, and the dog park. You loved eggs, cheesy eggs to be exact. You loved ham. You loved nature. You loved camping and laying next to the fire at night. You loved attending tea parties cause dad would always secretly give you treats for being good. You absolutely hated when patches would sit ontop of you, but you'd let him cause he was just a puppy. You loved your home. You loved me. And most of all you loved patches. Patches misses you so much. So so much. I miss you. So so much.
I saw you yesterday, you looked beautiful. I hope one day we can look beautiful together. Pretz, keep grandpa and Molly company. They sure could use it. I love you, and miss you.
