The Loss of My Best Friend...
My precious Fatboy... I love and miss you terribly...
Fatboy left me this sad June 7, 2008... I still can't believe that he is gone. I keep going to my bedroom expecting to see him sprawled out on my bed; all fours in the air... I sit here in this chair, in front of this computer, and I don't feel the warmth of his body at my feet... or the power of that head sitting on the top of my knee...
Fatboy was a 2 year old American Pit Bull Terrier; too young to have died. Now that he is gone, I have a huge void in my heart, my home, my life... There is a lot of empty time in my day now.
He was a great dog, the best I could have ever asked for. I would talk to him and babble on about my day, and he would hang onto every word; as if he knew what I was talking about... Now he is gone.
Fatboy lives on through his daughter, Fatgirl. A picture perfect image of her father. I look at her now, and I know that he is a part of her, and I can't take my hands off of her.
I love you, Fatboy... I always have, I always will.
Mommy misses you, baby boy!!
[Gimme that nose, boy!!] =D