Scrappy DooI miss the little guy. He wasn't even old enough to go yet but he has ran away so many times in his life, that it was simply a miracle that he didn't die any sooner. Last Christmas, was the first Christmas I've been without him since 2004. I had his little dolphin propped up in my tree, my mom got upset and said " You never did that for any of our other dogs.." well, she's right but for a good reason. I never got to know my other dogs like I did Scrappy. Scrappy was an inside dog and the other two where outside. I never really spent much time with them, other than going out for walks or brushing their hair. So yes, I did treat Scrappy's death like it was more devastating to me than the others because it was.
I miss kissing him on the head. I miss petting and making fun of his goofy ears. I miss asking him to " Bro Fist " or "Say Hi" for a treat. I miss calling him when food drops on the floor. I miss going out at night just to unhook him from his chain. I miss everything about him...I know that one day he will be replaced and it may be hard but in a way, I'm glad. I want a cat to take is place but not where he is in my heart. I will never forget him.