Disney, My First and Best Dog

by Alex Sweeney
(Reno, Nevada, USA)

On her favorite rug

On her favorite rug

On her favorite rug In her blanket In her stroller Before she went blind

My dog, Disney, was 12 years old. I had her since she was 2. She was my Therapy Dog for the longest time. Disney knew things about me no other person will. She made such a big impact on me growing up.

Unfortunately, she passed away about 3 hours ago. She passed while I was at work. Fortunately, she passed away in her father's arms. My father's arms. Her favorite's arms.

It's been really hard these past few hours. Everyone in my family is working through it differently. To give you an idea, my father and I don't cry, at least not publicly. We couldn't hold it back.

She suffered from diabetes and blindness. She was fighting a nasty bug when she passed. She's not in pain anymore. She's up there with the other doggos, playing and eating all the snacks that she wants.

I'm crying while typing this because she was the best damn dog I've known. It hurts. I miss her so much. She's in a better place now. Have fun.

Please keep my Disney in your thoughts tonight.

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Nothing Wrong in Crying
by: James

Hi there. I could not help but comment as my Monkey was diabetic, Cushing syndrome, and cataracts.

He was the best, most loving creature in my life. He is so deeply etched in my heart I can't and won't let him go. I cried every day for months and never could imagine life without him.

Things on this earth just don't mean so much without him. I hope there is some sort of existence after this life so we can be together forever.

Don't feel bad in crying for a loved one no matter if they have four legs, two, or none at all. We share this earth with all.

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