Rambo My Best Friend

by Surangama Banerjee
(Jalpaiguri, West Bengal, India)

Happy Birthday to Babu

Happy Birthday to Babu

When I was 5, Rambo (Baburam) came to our house. He was only 3 months old, a cute, furry, white little puppy. Soon he started chewing our shoes, papers, our dresses, etc. He always preferred to stay close to us. As he grew up, he became our core family member. I used to call him my brother. He was my best friend too. We played together in the afternoon and holiday mornings.

It is very difficult to realise that death is the ultimate truth. For some it is too short, no matter how deeply he was loved and cared.

Rambo died at the age of 6 years, at 2:00pm on Sunday the 30th Oct 2011.

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There Are No Words...
by: Rebelwolf

There are no words that can comfort. Just know that however you feel is right, and however long it takes before you begin to feel alive again will be as long as it needs to be. My poggie, Taz, joined Rambo a day later and I have still to get through a day without crying.

They bury everything they ever felt for you and meant to you deep down inside your heart and, when they have gone, you keep discovering all they buried there throughout the rest of your life.

Rambo
by: Angela

So sorry for your loss. All we can do is know we loved them with all our heart.

Memories of Rambo
by: Sharon

I am so sorry for your loss. The time goes way too fast.

I lost my Carley too. It hurts so much. Don't let anyone tell you not to be sad. Rambo was a member of your family.

Someday, in our hearts we know we will meet them again at Heaven's Gate. Take care.

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