We had to put our 13 year old dalmatian Madison, to sleep yesterday. She was a great dog, living almost 13 years and never once growling. Her sweetness defined her. Neighbor’s kids would stop in the summer to visit her at the fence, petting her nose through the gaps in the wood. She was a minor celebrity.
I missed her parts in my morning routine many times today. She didn’t come bug me for her breakfast, or do her happy food dance this morning when the kibble was finally delivered to the bowl. I haven’t needed an alarm clock for as long as I have lived in this house because she has woken me up almost every day to go out.
One thing definitely missing is her footsteps on the hardwood floors, her “high heels” clicking as her nails tapped on the hard surface. The silence is so strange.
I was compelled to throw her bed out quickly last night because it looked so sad sitting there empty, knowing full well she wasn’t coming back to lie in it again.
Thank you Madison, for being such a good friend. Thanks for always being there, for always wagging your tail, and for being part of our family. You will be missed. Goodbye girl. I love you.
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