My Charlie died ten months ago I didn't know something could hurt so bad for so long until I lost him.
Charlie was killed by a pit bull not just any Pit bull but it was a friend's dog.
Charlie was not only my best friend he was also my registered service dog emotional therapy he also became a big brother to Gunner the little tan puppy you see he was also a little brother to my son who is 17.
The loss that we suffered was tremendous my parents were devastated because he was like their grandson my son was devastated because his brother died and I was devastated because it was like I lost a child and my little Gunner was never the same.
I am lucky enough to be able to have Charlie's remains with me but I want him I want him to come home I miss all the little things that he used to do I miss him riding on the center console in the car I miss just his presence all together when does it stop hurting.
I still can't talk about him without shedding tears because it is true hurt I was there I tried to save him my hands were torn apart by the pit bull and I couldn't save my Charlie
my next move was to grab my Gunner and get out of the house so that they didn't turn their attention to Gunner.
I still have Gunner I love him to pieces we have a bond like no other he suffered that day as well going to never leaves my side gunner is a very vocal dog he cries a lot in his sleep but he's my baby but he will never take the place of my Charlie.
I miss you Charlie you'll always be my boo we'll be together again someday.
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