Angus, how do I even begin to tell you how much I, your dad and the girls are going to miss you?
We will miss every little thing about you.
How will I remember to take my pills in the morning? You always reminded me because you needed yours
and you knew you were going to be getting a yummy treat every morning.
We will miss you laying in front of our chairs when we went to sit down, we know you just wanted to be close to us.
I'll miss you at night when I go to brush my teeth. You always had to walk by and peek in to make sure I was getting ready for bed, then you would head there yourself.
I'll miss stepping over you in the bedroom...3 steps to the side of the bed. One right before your head and one in between your legs and one by your bottom.
I just can't seem to take up the sheets you laid on.
We'll miss you standing at the door and barking to get in even though we just let you out 2 minutes ago!
That bark that could break your eardrum.. My god how I will miss it.
I miss you when I play with the girls, expecially Roxey. Playing chase in the house is no longer as fun as it used to be. I always thought it would be better if you would stay out of the way, but I was so wrong. That was part of the game, trying to get around you. That's what made it so much fun.
My heart races and my head pounds as I write this but I know you are listening, you loved us so much.
I try to think of my favorite thing you did, but there was not one thing I could single out because everything
you did was special.
I look at all the toys in your basket thinking which one was your favorite, you didn't have a special one,they were all special at different times.
I still fill your bowl, I can't seem to quit. I know Huney liked eating from your bowl so I put a little in there just in case she wants to think of you while she eats.
I have your collar hanging on the beautiful drawing that Amy did and take it down from time to time to smell it
because I can still smell you on it.
I know it's crazy boy, but I have the belly wrap you had on Saturday laying by my side of the bed. I want to be able to see you before I go to bed. Of course I have many pictures of you in the bedroom, it's just not the same. This was touching your skin and your fur, it even has some hair from you left on it.
When we came home from the vets Monday after sending you to the bridge I couldn't bring myself to wash your smell from my hands till I took a shower that night.
I miss you coming over to the computer and laying your head on the desk and drooling just a little, your way of telling me you needed to go out.
I'll miss walking around you and stepping over you when you were in the way and how I would always say "Excuse me Angus".
I'm going to miss taking pictures of that beautiful face of yours. You had such character and such loving eyes. And you almost always seemed to be smiling. You were such a happy dog despite your problems.
I'm glad that I got to take you to the park one last time
Wednesday. I know you had a good time, I could see it
in your eyes and in the pictures I took that day. I never imagined that it would be the last time I would be taking you anywhere.
I will miss the sound you made when you laid down in the other bedroom on the plastic runner and how your feet would hit the closet door.
I'll miss your floppy ears and the way they would smack me if I was standing too close.
I'd just love to give you a big hug around the neck, even though you weren't really one of those dogs who liked to be loved on.
I'm going to miss you rubbing your head on just about anything you could find, a plant, shirt, leg or whatever was close by. You loved your head and ears to be rubbed. I hope I did a good job of rubbing them when you passed to the bridge. It seemed like I did, you seemed much more relaxed than when we first got there.
I'm going to miss those cute little feet of yours and how you would lay there and let me tickle them quite a bit before you would give me the look like "ok mom, you can stop now"
You loved your big red ball so much. It seemed even if you weren't feeling that well you still could play with it. I do hope that the bridge is overflowing with balls for you to play with.
And stuffies too, we can't forget them. I never knew that you loved them so much. All you did before was rip them apart, but after your best friend Keisha passed you seemed to have a new appreciation for them.
I miss not seeing 20 toys laying in the middle of the floor when I vacuum. Some things are easier to do now that you are gone, but also so much harder than before you left us.
Your daddy is having such a hard time accepting your death, I hope you can find the right way to let him know it's ok and you are happy. Tell him he needs to give the girls the love he gave to you because they need it now more than ever. I knew your passing would be hard on him and I just don't know how he is going to get over it.
Please show him a way. He really needs it. See, I have all these wonderful people to talk to here at Pet Talk about you and your daddy doesn't. Of course he could come to PT, but you know that's not him. He needs to find a different way. I know you can help him with that.
I know there are a million more words I want to say, but I will leave it at this right now. Please know sweet boy how much you were loved and always will be. I can't tell you that enough, but I'm sure you already know it.
Love You my little man
your momma Anna XOXOXO
Huney, Bon & Simba-missed so very much
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