To my best buddy Gizmo
From the moment I met you when you were just a tiny eight week old fluff and I was just a lost 18 year old, I knew we were meant to be part of each other’s story.
I visited you almost every afternoon for weeks and prayed no one else would adopt you before finally officially making you mine. I cried happy tears as I held you on our way home and made a promise out loud to you that I would love you every day of your life. You were a scared brand-new pup and I was a scared brand-new adult. We were both beginning life on our own for the first time.
You were there at the start of my relationship with Clayton, and when my mom said, “What happens if you two break up?” I assured her that you were MY dog. 😂
Through love and laughter, through grief and heartache, through all of the most beautiful and tragic moments, you’ve been by my side more than anyone ever has. While you’ve never been a conventional dog with your lack of barking ability and cat-like personality, your companionship to me throughout the best and worst days of my life has proved you to be the goodest boy there ever was. Watching you become a friend and source of comfort for Everleigh over the years makes this all harder than I ever could have imagined.
As much as I was hoping to hold out until veterinary scientists developed a breakthrough medical intervention that prolongs a dog’s life for 40 more years, I know your time with our family has come to an end. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve 14 years with you by my side, Gizzy, but it will never feel like enough. Your absence will leave a stillness in our home, but through the heartbreak we will find moments of peace and forever be grateful for every second you spent with us.
I held up my promise from our first day together and loved you every single day of your life, and I’ll miss you and think of you fondly every day thereafter. Thank you for being the best friend a girl could ever ask for, Mister. ❤️