After about 6 months of waiting for the phone call, it came in today.
At 14 years old, my childhood friend passed away after 2 strokes and crippling arthritis destroyed his body, but not his spirits.
He got me through everything (boys, bullies, deaths, etc) since the age of 8 and has always greeted me with a smile and a tail wag when I went home after graduating. Mac was always good for a smile and a "ooyoo yoo yoo!"
I can't even begin to express how much I already miss him.
My dad was kind enough to take an inking of his paw for me shortly after he passed. I'm extremely grateful to have it. I hope I can get it framed soon.
I'm sure people think it is stupid that I'm worked up about "a dog", but he wasn't just a dog- he was quite literaly my best friend for a portion of my life.
At 14 years old, my childhood friend passed away after 2 strokes and crippling arthritis destroyed his body, but not his spirits.
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| -Taken the last time I saw him, 4 weeks ago- |
I can't even begin to express how much I already miss him.
My dad was kind enough to take an inking of his paw for me shortly after he passed. I'm extremely grateful to have it. I hope I can get it framed soon.
I'm sure people think it is stupid that I'm worked up about "a dog", but he wasn't just a dog- he was quite literaly my best friend for a portion of my life.
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