I miss him. I miss him so much, even though it’s been months since he passed. He was such a gentle, kind, yet energetic and crazy doggo.
I’ve had him ever since I can remember, he’s been there for me for my whole childhood. It might sound weird, but he was like a sibling to me. No, more than that. If a dog could be a soulmate, then he was mine.
In a way, he lived through similar things like me. He experienced some of my parent’s abuse, he was there for me when they argued or when I got yelled at.
When I was around 12 or 13, I decided to teach him how to be a tracking dog. My parents practically laughed at me when I told them this. “You can’t teach an old dog new tricks”, they said. Well, 12 year-old me and my dog went and proved them wrong.
I have so many beautiful memories with that dog, nothing can ever, ever replace him.
****, I miss you. I’m sorry for not always being there for you, I’m sorry that sometimes I couldn’t be bothered to go outside to see you. I’m sorry that sometimes I ignored you. I’m sorry. You were always there for me.
I love you, I’ll always love you.
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No doubt he felt like a sibling and a soul mate. Theres nothing odd about that. The bond that forms between us and our pets can be extremely strong, and the connections we make can be so much stronger than those we make with humans. These memories will remain with you forever. Your dog was lucky to have you, and vice versa. Cherish your memories. He was a special soul, free of all the crap that afflicts humans. Sorry you lost him. It hurts bad.