The loss of a friend
by Lacey C.
On may 25th 2013 I lost my best friend. His name is Hunter and he was almost 15 years old. I have had this dog since I was 11 years old ... I have never lost anyone or anything this close to me ever in my life. I have cried for the loss of my best friend everyday. My heart and my soul mourns for him. I wish I could just of held him a little longer, rubbed his paws more often and have the ability to sleep next to him again.
Saturday morning I got a frantic phone call from my mother telling me I needed to come home and calm him down. That's all I needed to hear honestly and I knew it was time and I didn't have enough time to spend with him. He was very old and such a good dog. He had very very bad hip and joint issues his whole life and I guess that Saturday morning his back legs just quit. I found him laying on a blanket next to the door waiting for me and I immediately starting started screaming and crying cause ... He looked so pitiful and I knew he was in immense pain and he couldn't stop drooling or keep his eyes focused on me at all. I dropped to me knees and just picked him and held him the whole time like a child, he was my child. MY mother and I had to put him down and hour later... Both of my parents were by my side and even at 27 years old, I still need them. My heart hurts for him and my soul yearns for him.
I just got his ashes yesterday. They are by my night stand for now. He was my beeessssttt friend. I have never had to deal with death this close before, I am not a fan of this. I wish I could of done more for him and I hope he knows that I love him and always will. I've recently, the past few times I have taken a nap, have woken up thinking that I hear him walking and pacing the floors still... this is hard.