My dog died last night. Technically, she was my son’s dog. But he’s off at college, and she lived here.
I don’t really know how to act today. I’m riding an emotional roller coaster. Yes, some would say it was just a dog. And I know that she wasn’t actually a flesh-and-blood relative. But she went through everything with us – the good times when we’d laugh and carry on – the bad times when we’d cry. She would even wonder what was going on while I’d yell and scream like a crazy man at some black thing on the wall when I was watching a college football game. She literally experienced life with us. She was there for all of it. Now she’s not.
As Red Foley says in his song, if dogs have a heaven, there’s one thing I know: she has a wonderful home “
We’ll miss you, Mango. We love you.