u/Grimmreaper587

I received a letter from the vet, it was a card saying sorry for loss of your loved one with a picture of a dog running in a field on the front. On the inside everyone signed their name. They placed 3 copies of your paw print in ink. I broke down! My chest hurt, that was your paw print. The paw I used to hold. When you were sleeping, you would sometimes flick your paw like you were running in your sleep. I would hold your paw and tell you I was right there and it’s okay. But now I’m holding your paw print with tears running down my face. I accidentally called your name the one day. Hoping I would hear you running to me, instead was silence. Along with the realization my best friend was gone. Sultan, I miss you so much it hurts.

One month since I heard your bark
One month since I seen you first thing in the morning
One month since I heard your paws run in the house
One month since I watched you have zoomies
One month since I listened to your heartbeat
One month since I held your paws
One month since you been gone
I catch myself so many times to let you know we need to go outside.
I only had you for 4 years.
I miss you so much Sultan
My house feels so empty…

Since I got that phone call that you passed. Everything is so different, you’re not there beside me. (4) years I had you with me, seeing what you liked, what gave you zoomies, and what you did not like. Your favourite words to hear, and favourite snacks to eat. I got your paw print impression yesterday, it was so hard going to the vet. My baby boy, I miss you so much it hurts.

My dog was sick last Saturday, I brought him to the vet. He’s (4) years old. Days later I get the call that he passed. (July 31) now I come home to an empty house, not a tail wagging and waiting for me. It’s hard to go to sleep because usually you are cuddled in the middle of the bed. When I look in all your favourite spots it hurts. I don’t want to cook in the kitchen because usually you would lay by my feet and watch. I had to wash all your blankets before because of your puke, so I no longer have your scent on your blankets. I don’t know what to do with my mornings. There’s no howling of trying to get me to hurry up so we go outside. It was windy last night, I closed the windows so you didn’t get scared. I hope you are loved where you are, because I miss you so much it hurts. I hope you are watching squirrels and chasing birds. I hope you are snacking on bell peppers and cheese.