My Jeep

by Jeep’s Momma
(Indiana)

When I heard you needed a home, I thought "I'm so busy all the time. I don’t need a dog again right now."

Then the day I came to meet you (because something just kept tugging at me, telling me I should at least meet you) you came bouncing up with the big oversized ball you had popped in your mouth. I just couldn't seem to not take you home with me. Even though I didn't need a dog.

The first day I had to leave you at home alone I thought "He is so big, he is probably going to eat my whole house while I'm out. What am I doing? I don't need a dog right now."

You didn’t eat the whole house that day or any day after. You never had any bad behavior (ever). It's almost like you knew, "She doesn’t think she needs a dog."

As the years passed we grew so close (sometimes I think people in our lives were jealous of the devotion we shared), but you just got me. At times I thought you understood me better than most of those humans.

You have been my comedian with your little silly antics anytime I needed to laugh, my furry tissue when I needed to cry, my walking buddy, my car ride buddy, and, at times, the reason I didn’t give up.

The truth is, all those years ago I when thought I didn't need a dog, I might not have, but God knew what I needed and you knew what I needed. I needed you.

You, my friend, were never a dog in my eyes. It was clear looking in your eyes that you were an old soul more than likely sent here to point mine on the right path. You did that job well.

There are no words strong enough to thank you for allowing me to be your person, a job I hope you feel I did well. For 11 years, you were my best friend.

Over the last 4 days, as hard as I have tried, I can’t stop the tears. I can’t remember what life without you in it was like, but I guess I have to somehow figure that out now.

Until we meet again. You will missed more than words can express.