My First "Baby"-A True Friend Indeed....Gone on Memorial Day 2011 7:20am
by Jami W.
(Detroit, MI USA)
The day I brought you home, Baby, I knew you were special. You were so attuned to my emotions, knew when I was sad, anxious, scared and angry. Pressing your head firmly against my face or nestling into my lap to offer comfort, you were so thoughtful.
There wasn't a day that I didn't and still don't think about you, Baby. For instance: eating fried fish with hot sauce; cracking pecans with your teeth, eating the nut, leaving the shell; piling mounds of rice up and watching the birds eat it, only feet away from your head, without trying to scare them away; alerting us to my mom's impending death, comforting me in the days that followed.
Baby was a part of my life for 16 years, saw me through so many transitions...losing my son, father, mother, getting married, having another baby, graduating college, entering grad school... so many, many changes.
Baby was a trooper! He survived getting hit by a car, being attacked by a pit bull on 3 separate occasions, from of which he could have died if it were not for his advanced thinking...PLAY POSSOM :)
Today I lost a part of my family, a true friend indeed. I loved you so much I couldn't bear watching you suffer, Baby, and when you went, it was peaceful.
You didn't fight because you were ready. Even though you were ready, I would have never been ready to say goodbye. So I won't say goodbye, but I'll be seeing you BooBoo.
You were awesome and made my life so much easier during very hard times.
Rest now, friend. I love you forever. You are the BEST! Don't you worry...Peylin and Patches will take good care of us. You are and will always be the first, the Alpha Male dog of the Willingham house.
Love, your mama Jami