Linus Was My Best Friend and My Life

by Maggie

My dog Linus was 8 years old when he died of lymphoma. He died July 30, 2011.

Lately I've been crying myself to sleep because whenever I'm alone with my thoughts I think of him. The worst part is that I lost my phone with over 300 pictures of him.

On the day he died, he was supposed to be put down because he stopped eating and just gave up, doing nothing week after week. So I woke up early to spend his last day with him but when I went downstairs he was gone.

I was so shocked! I went crying to my sister, waking her up and telling her what happened.

That day I lost a best friend and a part of my heart. I don't want to forget about him but I do want the grief to go away. I'm happy I got to share this with you.


Maggie, age 13

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