RIP my sweet, scruffy boy
My boy was 13 and we had to put him down a few days ago. His mother was our first family dog and he was the only one of four in the litter that survived. His first month was difficult, he wasnt eating or pooping, we didnt know if he'd make it. I remember staying up all night crying and praying for this tiny being to stay alive. I wondered why I was so attached to this wriggling creature that hadn't even opened his eyes.
He did make it and he stayed with us for 13 years. He was born at home and he died and rests there.
Ive lost people and pets before but nothing has ever felt like this before. He was so special. He had such a personality. He even had some sort of resource guarding aggression so hes bitten me and my family multiple times around food. Nothing too severe. Just a protective bite. We loved him all the more, it just gave him some personality. So he was a bit rough around the edges but he was also affectionate, sweet and loving. He would always be around when my friends came over, he grew up and grew old with me. I miss him and love him so much. If the buddhists and the hindus are right, I hope he comes back to me soon. Rest in peace my scruffy baby.