My little, longtime buddy, Oliver died yesterday. Im torn apart, Im heartbroken, Im lonely, and friends will say, Im so sorry. & that you gave him a good life Phyllis..... But it was him who gave me a good life. Jesus knew he was what I needed through all the pain & joy over the last almost 16 years...He rode shotgun to work with me every working day, he was my bed buddy every night until his sight dimmed, he was my companion when Karli. & Devin moved out, he made me smile during my round with cancer ...he wanted to be near to me as much as I wanted to be near to him. I loved( and still love) him more than any dog in my life( & Ive loved many) but he was special & ornery & funny & wild & he was mine. And then he got old & kinda senile & just didnt want to be messed with but I was going to keep him as long as I could. I prayed God would tell me when it was time. & yesterday was the day. Its killing me but Ill be ok one day. I hope he knew how much I loved him... I hope he knew:(
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 16:08:32 +0000