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Topic: A photo taken 10 years ago of you
Ten years ago my parents went to a pet store and found the most beautiful dog in the world. When I got home and saw her little face, I, too, fell in love in an instant. I mean, how could we not love her immediately? She cast a spell and bewitched us all within seconds. We named her Porsha and she is the best dog anyone could ever ask for, seriously. She was potty trained that first day home, already going outside through her little doggy door with her tiny legs prancing gracefully over the lip in the door. Instead of the “shake” or “paw” trick, I taught her to “high five” and to put her head down on things when you tell her to. She is incredibly smart and sweeter than candy, and she is still so lively after all of these years, but even with all of her magnificent qualities she still got sick. It happens to the best of us they say, however, I am still not sure who “they” even are and if I did I might punch them for such a callous sentiment. No matter how you say it the facts remain the same, pain is pain, death is still death, loss is loss and our hearts are forever changed. So, as you can probably tell by now, I am leading up to the inevitable here. Porsha is a ten year old Akita, now weighing in at around 78lbs, give or take a few yummy treats, which is drastically bigger than her tiny self below, and tomorrow she is being put down, which sounds completely ridiculous. It is not as if she is going to take a nap or something! Anyway, typing that is hard enough, the action, however, is physically impossible for me. I won’t even go because I just can’t remember her in that way. She is too vibrant and playful, loving and so, so kind and she has the most adorable face I have ever seen in this world. She has also been there for the absolute best and worst times of my life and I will miss her everyday, but I want to miss her on my own terms.
That is why I will be staying away from that place tomorrow as my parents bring our girl in to be relieved of her pain. Hopefully she will go on to a happier place and be with a bunch of other animals all playing in a giant meadow with rainbows, homemade peanut butter dog biscuits, and anything else she could possibly want. She is our family and like any family member who passes on, she will be mourned. To think it is any easier of a loss to bear is just not true, and any pet owner can tell you that.
RIP to my best friend, my baby girl, my ittle bittle punkin nose, my mumpine, my goose, my pooty, my noodle head, my peanut butter face…my PORSHA. I love you now and always.
A face worth a tiny million little dollars, what a precious baby face that is. You know why you’re so cute? Let me tell you why. Mommy spent hours playing with you in the pet store. I would not leave without you. I pushed Chuck into finally agreeing with me to take you home. It was by far the best decision I made that year. Ten years of unconditional love. I cannot give up on my baby girl, but I know I have to free her of her pain. I just cannot write anymore, as my tears are flooding the page.