For me this person is not a person persay. hes one of my best friends and I've known him for as long as I can remember. This person is my dog. My Golden Retriever.
No one has ever been by myside so quick when I have needed love then him. He knew when I was crying because I was sad and he would try to keep me smiling. he would wag his tail and force me to give him attention. Showing me that he cared about me.
He's an old pup. He is about 15 years old now. Thats old for Goldens. He has been sick for quite some time now it just got really bad. It turned out that he has Cancer in his stomache and thats why he has not been eating or drinking anything latley.
Knowing this does not make it any easier to say good by. He has been in my life as long as I have been with this family. I've always had a dog. Now for the first time in my life there wont be a dog there. Something will be missing.
I'm facing a tough descision now. Do I want to go home and play with him one last time or do I want to not go home and when i finally visit not have him there. Its hard. I wont wnat to accept his death if I go home and I know it.
Yet if I dont go home I wont get to say good by. Which in some ways makes things wors in my gut. I dont knoe what to do and follwoing my heart.. well thats not really possible because its torn in two at the moment.
God I miss him.
Here is a picture of him.
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