I miss him. Like a lot. Everywhere I go, I see a version of him. Big and small. It’s hard seeing my soon-to-be 11 dog becoming so slow and grey-haired; I remember when he used to be so youthful and spry!! My mom was always surprised when Dex took to me more than anyone when he came into our lives; My mom was the one who picked him up from Montreal at the breeders and brought him home. I remember that day so vividly. My brother and I had just finished our swimming lessons, and came home in a hurry, knowing that my mom would be home waiting for us. I walked into the kitchen, and saw this black little puppy hiding behind the garbage can. I sat on the floor and waited for him to come to me. He finally came and sat in my lap; I am the only one in the family he did that with and still will. Dexter has enriched all of our lives since arriving in our house 10 years ago. I never thought I would love an animal as much as I love him. It is like loving a family member- just a four legged one. I had always thought it was silly when people would baby talk to their dogs, but I have caught myself on many occasions talking to him like like that, who’s my baby!! i love you, my cute sweet pup. you’re my boo boo, and your feet smell like doritos( they do, I swear). So, to my best furry friend, my companion, my sidekick, my sweet little Dex, I miss you, and I will see you very soon ( less than 3 weeks in fact) and when I see you, I will kiss you, take you on a nice long walk, and get you those succulent bull..uhhh…bull weiners ( they are real bull….weiners) that you so love to chow down on for hours.


