Dear Bull,
It's not even been 24 hours since you've passed and I already miss you. I know you were eight years old but I still believe you were taken from us too soon. I've been crying all day and I don't know how I'm going to cope without my best friend by my side. I truly hope you are in a better place and although I wish you hadn't gone so soon, I am glad to know that you are no longer in pain. I regret not getting to say goodbye to you but I didn't want to see you in so much pain. It tore me apart. I didn't know I could love something so much. It feels like a part of me has withered away. I know you loved running around the yard so I'm happy that you got to take one last stroll around your territory. We buried you in the backyard and we wrapped you in towels and blankets and we even put a pillow under your head so you'd be comfortable. So you could rest like you used to. I knew something was up when you didn't immediately go after your food, you loved food. And then you started throwing up. We thought it was just a stomach virus. But then it happened the next day, and the next day. We were going to take you to the vet on Monday but you didn't make it to Monday. I'm so proud that you still had the strength to get up and try to greet us like you did. I'm proud that you went knowing you were loved. And I'm so blessed to have had you in my life as long as I did. I will always always always love you and I will always miss you. I'm choking up while writing this. Sassy is whining for you and we all miss you dearly. I hope you're running around in Doggy Heaven, wagging your tail and getting a hold of every Milkbone snack you can find. You were the greatest dog ever. Know that I'll never forget you. Rest In Peace Bull, I hope to see you soon.
Love,
your favorite human,
Brandi.