I am writing this about my dog who just past Kirby

Kirby, (the vaccum cleaner)
you lived with us for 12 wonderful years I remeber being 7 and coming home from school and seeing you for the first time you were beautiful (*sigh*), but you were not meant for me you were for my brother that didn't keep us apart we did everything together I even traded my brother my kitten for you. You were a handful I swear my mom tried to get rid of you like 10 times hahaha stealing food, running away, eating the garbage Bad girl I can still remember chasing you up the street with a loaf of bread coaxing you to come home it was a game to you though you would wait until I got really close then take off like a bullet with the piece of bread I might add hahaha.... You Slept with me, roller bladed everything with me. You were my baby... And still are. I thought you could do no wrong the last little while with you was sooo hard cuz I knew you were going fast first you started having seizures and I would sit with you and wait through it with you stayed home from school 3 days to be with you teachers weren't impressed but, I didn't care and my mom didn't say a word she knew. Then the last day you just couldn't stand up at all couldn't move you just laid there on your side, I don't even thing you were really there your eyes were blank we took you to the vet again there was nothing to be done you were old and very sick.. I couldn't even go with you I'm sorry I knew you wouldn't be coming home. You were euthanized to put you out of the pain I'm sorry............. I LOVE YOU! I miss you R.I.P
Jodie Goodbye Kirby Bucket