My best friend.....The one thing in my life that puts a smile on my face every day is gone now. He was fine when I left for Ca. to visit and when I returned he only made it one more day. I wasn't told until I got off the plane, ready to come home to his ecstatic happiness at the door when he hears my voice calling to him..Hobo...Where's my boy....?.When I saw him he could barely move or wag his tail.....I truly don't know if I will ever be the same.
We buried Hobo in my back yard....a choice a person is allowed to make when a dog dies at the vets office, or you can have a company do the burial or cremation, and service. Since my dog was not a big people person, we decided to do the burial ourselves and will shop for many pretty flowers to plant on top of his spot, which used to be my vegetable garden...Now it will become a flower garden just for him, but I will have to wait till after the frost to plant......For now he has a potted plant and I really don't think I will ever get over this.....
You need to be a member of TBD to add comments!
Join TBD