My sweetheart is gone
My lil baby boy. I adopted him at 9 months old when I lived all alone and for years he was my roomie and best friend. We moved all around together and he was the most loyal companion, always there wagging his tail and making his silly Ewok sounds. He loved to cuddle, be dressed as a dapper gentleman, and eat the best of snacks. I always hoped he would live to 20 but he began to have heart issues a few years ago and had a rapid decline starting in the new year. He passed on 4/11/26 at age 13.5. It’s been a month and still I can’t stop crying. I just wanna hold him and kiss his little forehead and look into his eyes. I don’t think I will ever get over it, he was my soul dog.
The night he passed I begged the universe for a sign he was okay (his passing was traumatic, I had planned for an at home euthanasia but they were unavailable the evening we knew we had to do it, so we went to an ER and they separated us, by the time we were brought back together he was unconscious and I’m so terrified he thinks I left him which I never would have done). The next morning the sound machine above his bed was on (turned on by itself, evidently), it was playing ocean sounds (I got him when I lived in a beach town!). We had not used the machine in months. I’m trying to take that as reassurance that he’s still around somewhere, but I’m just so sad without him. I love you forever and ever, my Ziggy ♥️👣🌈🐶