
My Buddy Gus
I painted this for my Mom in December of 2025, just a couple months after our rescue pup passed away. He was such a gentleman. I miss him dearly

I painted this for my Mom in December of 2025, just a couple months after our rescue pup passed away. He was such a gentleman. I miss him dearly
was pretty happy with how this came out tonight, it literally glows
I can’t believe it has already been five years since you departed this earth.
I remember checking my phone constantly at school, something felt weird in the air.
I received a call from my mom around lunch time, we were out in the courtyard.
I saw a missed call from mom and a couple texts.
So I facetimed her back, keyword, facetime.
She wasn’t expecting it, still being sick with covid and struggling with being away from the kids.
The first thing I saw was her eyes, I instantly asked her if Bobby died.
There was something about the look.
We connected in the same way as losing Glenn, Socks, Maximus, Roger, and so many others who are deeply loved and missed.
Holy crap do I miss you, Bobby.
I couldn’t have asked for a better best friend of an uncle, and I wish you could meet the little baby girl who has made you a great uncle.
She absolutely loves staring at your face, and I’ve told her stories from the start.
Down to being in the NICU in the same hospital you passed away in.
I never got to visit you there, and that month of her staying was another big hit of realizing I need to clear and continue healing.
There are no right words that speak on how the loss of you feels.
Your laughter is missing from each holiday.
I could write forever, I will spend each moment feeling you around me.
I know you await for me up above.
I love you, we love you, we miss you so much.
I miss you so much.