I'm so sorry for your loss.

Losing an animal, especially one you were that close to, is beyond difficult.

I had a 1/2 black lab 1/2 newfoundland growing up. He was 6 months old and I was 3 when he was given to us. He and I bonded immediately and we were inseparable. No one was allowed to mess with me- my Bozo would kill someone in a heartbeat if he thought someone was hurting me. Nobody could even play around with me like that without him getting protective.

That 125 lb monster of a dog was absolutely everything to me. I was heartbroken when I moved to Nashville for high school and couldn't take him with me, and I'm sure he didn't understand why I left- and left him.

He lived to be 14 years old. He passed away when I was 17. I hadn't seen him in 6 months and wasn't there when he died. I always say I don't really have any regrets in my life, but not being there for my Bozo is one thing I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive myself for. It still tears me up even now- 13 years later. I miss him terribly. I do have his headstone in my bedroom, though. I grabbed it from the woods where he's buried before my parents sold the last bit of property they owned in my hometown. I wish the person who had been taking care of him had had him cremated instead though.


I always say a dog isn't your dog. You're their person.
Hamasaki Ayumi/Friend II - Megchan's J-Pop Lyrics


That song really hits home with me and that whole situation.


Again, I'm so sorry for your loss. Big Hugs.