GoodbyeMy first dog that i ever had just died yesterday morning. she was my guard dog, my protector, my friend. always there for a cuddle when i was lonely, always leaving me dead geckos to clean up or stinky poop to step in, but i loved her nonetheless. i still remember when she was healthy, how she would jump up and down expecting a treat when i came down the stairs to go to my room. or how she would go insane when the neighbors walked their mutts in our yard.
ill always remember her floppy ears, her thick-but short black coat, her deep brown eyes, and her paws and her tip of her tail, which looked like they were dipped in white paint.
i never got to see her dead body. somehow im glad i didnt. i dont want to remember her that way. now eveytime i go downstairs i always expect to see her bouncing around barking at some strangers dog, or stalking some geckos. i have to keep reminding myself that shes gone. i will never forget her as long as i live and i hope shes somewhere much much better where theres a lot of little geckos that she can chase. i love you miki. R.I.P.