Max, the Best Dog and My Best Friend. Died at Age 5
by Jack Gardner
Max at 2
Max was the best dog I could have ever asked for. I had him since he was just a puppy.
He was my best friend, the only thing that was always there. He was the most lovable dog I know. He would have never harmed a fly.
When Max was alive, it was the most happy time of my life, but when he died and my mum told me, I felt like my whole world came tumbling down. Just imagine if your best friend died... Mine did.
I will always have the happy memories that we had together, all the walks we went on.
But the only regret is the day Max died, I was angry at him so I did not say bye to him that day before going to school. And I have felt so guilty ever since and I wish I had not been so petty and ignored him that day and had said bye...
Time with our pets is too short. Be sure to love your pet as much as you can as you never know when it might be their last day.
I just wish we did more. We had a proper goodbye, and now I have to live with my stupidity for the rest of my life.
Since Max's death, I have had more pets, but I have noticed, although they may make me feel a bit better, they don't bring me the joy that Max had brought...
I just hope, no believe, that when I finally die I may be reunited with Max for ever and I will be happy once again.
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