Late last night, my family lost one of their dear friends, our dog Murphy.
This is the first time I’ve had to deal with the loss of an animal and it’s really hard. I feel even worse for my Dad, he loved that dog like a son and has to be hurting more than I ever could.
Murphy, I’ll miss being greeted by a giant furball everytime I come back home.
I’ll miss taking you and Maggie (my dog) out to run amuck in the woods. Remember that time you both pooped in the neighbor’s yard?
I’ll miss the way you would lay your head into everyone’s lap when you cuddled.
I’ll miss chucking the ball for you, again and again, until you couldn’t find it.
I’ll miss going into the garden with you, Dad, and Maggie. You knew just how to weave through the plants and where the best snacks were. Oh, and you loved to pee on all the vegetables. (I never told Mom.)
Thank you for being so sweet to me, and for being the best hair-covered brother we all ever had. More importantly, thank you for being the best furry- son Dad could ever ask for. We love you, and miss you.
Please send some positive thoughts our way, and hug the ones you love extra tight tonight. Feel free to leave any messages to loved ones you have lost in the comments section.