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My baby Sebastian left me in August and I miss him everyday. He was a 12 year old cockapoo, a mutt by standards when he came to me. My constant companion, the love of my life...he ruled higher in the house than my husband! He went everywhere I did, traveled the country and peed in just about every state. My heart actually ached when I wasn't with him, and you can imagine how I ache now. Amazingly well behaved - except for the habit of trying to stick his tongue in your mouth when he met you, something only a mother would love!
Although my family says they understand that he wasn't just a pet to me, but my child, they still consider me a "fruitcake" because I can't get over my loss. Even trying to write this is hard. So I'm supposed to think of the good times and feel better. I'm supposed to look at the pictures and feel better. I'm supposed to look at the painting of him above my bed and feel better. None of this works.
My house was so empty after Sebastian was gone. He had SO much personality. My other baby Pepper could not fill the void (not much of a kisser)..of course, she was missing him too. So I adopted Brutus from a rescue in September. He is a Labradane-yet another mutt. My kisses are back, but I still ache for Sebastian. The house is quite lively, but I still miss Sebastian.
Sebastian, my love, I know you are at peace now. No longer blind, no longer in pain, no longer too tired. I will miss you always...
Although my family says they understand that he wasn't just a pet to me, but my child, they still consider me a "fruitcake" because I can't get over my loss. Even trying to write this is hard. So I'm supposed to think of the good times and feel better. I'm supposed to look at the pictures and feel better. I'm supposed to look at the painting of him above my bed and feel better. None of this works.
My house was so empty after Sebastian was gone. He had SO much personality. My other baby Pepper could not fill the void (not much of a kisser)..of course, she was missing him too. So I adopted Brutus from a rescue in September. He is a Labradane-yet another mutt. My kisses are back, but I still ache for Sebastian. The house is quite lively, but I still miss Sebastian.
Sebastian, my love, I know you are at peace now. No longer blind, no longer in pain, no longer too tired. I will miss you always...