| Eight years ago today, I was forced to say my final goodbye to the best friend I could ever have. My dog Pudge. He was a Pomeranian who was the sweetest little dog the world ever knew. He was only four years old at the time of his death, but in those four years, we grew inseparable! That morning, I woke up to my mom with tears in her eyes and she said the exact words ".....Cody.....Pudge is dead..." That moment...my heart shattered and I haven't been the same since. I leaped up and run over to his bed and there he was...motionless. It destroyed me. After hours and hours of crying and holding onto his lifeless body, my Dad built a coffin for him and we drove out to my aunt and uncles place to bury him. It was the best spot cuz they own a bunch of land that they would never sell. We got there, I stuffed a few of his favorite toys in his coffin, I gave him one last kiss goodbye and we put him in the ground. It was the worst day of my life. To this day, I miss him with all my heart. He was the best thing that ever happened to me. One time when I slept wrong, the next day my neck was hurting like crazy. No matter what we tried. I finally just decided to lay down and try to take the pain, but then, he jumped up on the couch with me and snuggled under my neck to support it! And it felt so good! Like he had the magic touch! I didn't tell him to do that, he just did it! That was the sweetest thing in the world! .....Daddy misses you Pudge. I always will. I love you boy! <3 |
I hate the dogs's deaths