We were together for almost 15 years, side by side every day, thick and thin... he knew me and my secrets, never stopped barking, whining and was a shining light in my life. This morning, that light moved to another plane. He simply had enough, enough pain, enough problems breathing, enough of his life.
I promised him a home when he comes back... and I am sure he will.
I got him at 5 weeks old, he was housebroken by 7 weeks, and known as the liquor store dog that always rolled over for anyone to rub his belly. He was also a Pet Therapy Dog, with an instinctive knowledge of how to approach each and every person he came into contact with.
He was a funny little puppy. Part beagle, basset and corgi, his legs always to short for his tubby body. His funny walk and mannerisms earned him the nickname Chooch, like a clown.
I'll miss that Chooch.
3 comments:
Awwww..... Sumi, I will miss Peri, too! He is, and will continue to be, a very special energy!
i miss peri too!
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