Date of Birth: June 2005
Date of Death: September 2018
I feel so weak, but I can't leave behind Mama. I can't leave behind my family. They all love me, they already lost Destiny. I try to bark, but no sound comes out. I just lie there and think. My life flashes, my biological mother and father, Mama bringing me home, her grandkids, my puppies, my Ms. Fena leaving, moving far away, living with Strange Man and his dogs, Jasmine and her death, moving back down here, meeting Destiny, meeting Mango, losing Destiny, meeting Chloe, and most of all, all of the love I had, still have, for my family. Mama mostly. The last thing I see before everything goes back is my brother running and Mama with a tear running down her face. The Last thing I think: Mama never cries.
Now
I sit and watch older girl tap her thin box, sobbing.
"Otto if you are here, I love you," she sobs uncontrollably, "so much."
I love you all too. Goodbyes are never easy, so let's not make this a goodbye. I will see you again someday.
And, with that, I join Ms. Fena, Jasmine, and Destiny in the good place.
Dear Otto,
Thank you for being there when I didn't treat you the best. I will always remember you, until the day I die.
Love,
Your 2nd niece
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The Last Year of a Pug: A Short Tail
ContoYou know that pug I am always talking about? This is the story about his last year of his life. The #hugsforpugs really count in this book because it was made in memory of him. This is Otto's story.
