Some of you were around when I used to talk about Canuck. He was a long-term resident at a shelter I used to work at. He was there for about 9 months before getting adopted. He was my heart dog and I came VERY close to adopting him. The only thing stopping me was my landlord would NOT let me have another animal (it'd be pretty hard to hide the 65 lb boy).

I'm constantly falling in love with animals, but Canuck was different. I cried on a daily basis wishing he could come live with me. I kept looking for somewhere to move so I could have him. He was goofy, silly, and so sweet. He'd spend hours in my lap cuddling. I still remember when I taught him to shake. He went around for weeks doing nothing but offering his paw to people. He loved everyone and everything. I often took him on trips to Petsmart and to my apartment to play with Reece. I even took Reece to the shelter to play with Canuck there too.

The day he got adopted was a good day, but I couldn't stop crying for weeks. His new owners were great and even emailed me some pictures from time to time. They adopted another dog along with him so he'd have a friend.

Several months ago, I heard that he started having seizures. They really tried everything, but on Tuesday morning Canuck went to Rainbow Bridge.

It doesn't seem fair or right. He wasn't even two years old yet. He was so full of life and love. I feel so empty and heartbroken inside. It hurts as bad as if I had lost a family member or one of my own pets. I just don't know how I'm going to get past this hurt.