| View Blog
|
|
|
|
| R.I.P My Friend |
Today I got home with the news that my old friend had passed away. I knew this day would come, since I saw how weak he was getting as days passed by. He no longer greeted me with that excitement, and he hardly looked at anyone anymore. He hardly ate anything, and was becoming weaker by the day. I wish there was something I could do about it, but I couldnt....
I used to take care of Rocky since I was 12, and I used to love that dog as if it was mine. I know he liked me as well, because everytime he saw me he would run towards me and wanted to play. I think I loved that dog more than my cousin himself, since he hardly went out to play with him or paid any attention to him. He lacked the attention and care, but I could only do so much. It wasn't my dog, but it could of easily have been. I was never allowed to have a dog of my own but Rocky was basically the dog I always wanted to have...I got very attached to him after all those times I took care of him for my cousin. Everytime I had a bone or anything in particular, I would immediatedly think of Rocky. He was a beautiful pitbull dog, and the best furry friend anyone could ask for. He was literally the only friend who I knew would never be mad at me or whom would never get tired of my presence. Now, I will no longer be able to sit by his side late at night and talk to him. I will no longer hear his bark late at night, or will be able to cheer him up with just a simple treat. But I know he's in a better place now. I know he will no longer have tears on his eyes like he did in a daily basis. Now he'll be in a better place where his foot won't hurt as he walks, and he'll keep my dad company until it's my time to leave. I will never forget my old friend...
R.I.P Rocky.. 2002-2009
|
|
Posted by yanfeb15 on 2009-10-12 16:51:02 | Rating: | Views: 25
|
|
| |
|
|
Email This to a Friend 