SoMDGirl42
Well-Known Member
I had to make a very difficult decision on Saturday choosing to help my friend to cross over the rainbow bridge. He has been suffering from heart disease. I could have kept giving him the medication, but he was never going to get better and the last few weeks he has been worse. As strange as it sounds, he looked at me Wednesday night and I knew the look in his eyes was a help me, I'm suffering look. So I made the decision to end his pain and let him cross.
My daughter is really taking it hard. Mac was her first best friend. She learned to walk by holding on to him and learned to talk by holding hour long conversations with him. He was truly the model of Man's best friend, but instead it was Little girls best friend. He would sit patiently while she dressed him up and played school with him for hours, or snuggle for hours watching cartoons. In his younger days he would play fetch until he couldn't fetch any longer. They were quite the pair and shared many memories together. Mac's litter brother was just as happy to sit back and watch, until it was treat time, then he was right up in the mix of things. I took some last pictures the morning before left, so she will never forget her first friend. You are the reason she is such and animal lover, and I thank for your patience and devotion to a little girl that worshiped you.
Fate brought us together over 12 years ago when I saw the pictures of Mac and his litter brother Tosh as 2 year olds on the ASPCA website in Bowie for adoption. They had over 200 hundred applicants for them. I drove to Bowie to meet them at Petsmart. I do believe they were the ones that chose us to adopt them as their family. Every time someone else wanted to hold them, they'd wiggle away and come back to me. They knew, and so did I that day, that it was the first day of the rest of their lives where they were happy and loved and spoiled rotten.
So thank you Mac, for being a loyal friend. You were loved more than you will ever know and will be missed forever. Rest in peace little buddy, until we all meet again
My daughter is really taking it hard. Mac was her first best friend. She learned to walk by holding on to him and learned to talk by holding hour long conversations with him. He was truly the model of Man's best friend, but instead it was Little girls best friend. He would sit patiently while she dressed him up and played school with him for hours, or snuggle for hours watching cartoons. In his younger days he would play fetch until he couldn't fetch any longer. They were quite the pair and shared many memories together. Mac's litter brother was just as happy to sit back and watch, until it was treat time, then he was right up in the mix of things. I took some last pictures the morning before left, so she will never forget her first friend. You are the reason she is such and animal lover, and I thank for your patience and devotion to a little girl that worshiped you.
Fate brought us together over 12 years ago when I saw the pictures of Mac and his litter brother Tosh as 2 year olds on the ASPCA website in Bowie for adoption. They had over 200 hundred applicants for them. I drove to Bowie to meet them at Petsmart. I do believe they were the ones that chose us to adopt them as their family. Every time someone else wanted to hold them, they'd wiggle away and come back to me. They knew, and so did I that day, that it was the first day of the rest of their lives where they were happy and loved and spoiled rotten.
So thank you Mac, for being a loyal friend. You were loved more than you will ever know and will be missed forever. Rest in peace little buddy, until we all meet again
So sorry to hear about M's bestest buddy. 