Chico~
Mom didn't want me to get a dog but I had to have you. You were going to be put to sleep and you were just a pup. So I called up grandpa (Also landlord) and we went to the Humane Society together and got you.

You were such a calm boy and you still are, surprising for a one year old lab. We have never had a dog that has been as well behaved as you. Within two weeks, you were able to sit, lay, and high five on command. Big brother Omar just loved you. I could tell how sad you were after Omar got hit by a car. You didn't have a canine playmate to run around in the backyard with anymore. After a little bit of begging and proving responsibility, Mom let me get another dog. Who knew he would be so small?? Guapo (chihuahua) only weighed 1 pound when I brought him home and I wasn't too sure how you would do with him. But you have done great, even letting him boss you around a little bit. It is so funny to see a 80 pound dog and a 2 pound dog playing together. I am so happy that you have a friend to play with.

But I don' t think I have ever told you that you are my best friend. I don't really feel comfortable talking to friends and family about certain things but you are always there for me to wrap my arms around and cry and cry when I am upset. You never judge me, and you never argue with you, you are just there to listen. I am so thankful for you friendship and I love you Chico.

Maybe when I am done bawling, I will write Guapo's......