In the past several months, he just wanted to be near me. He wanted to see me. He didn't want me out of his site. How endearing. He would lie in my office and stare lovingly at me as I worked. He would dance on the back of my heels as I walked. He would lie in the den staring into the kitchen at me as I cooked meals. He napped with me on the weekends. I was with him through thick and thin, and he was with me through mine. He was the dog with nine lives (those of you that have known me as long as I have had Tuck know I speak the truth).
I know it was his time to go, and I am thankful he is no longer suffering from kidney failure.
I just wish it didn't hurt my heart so damn much.
My sweet little guy, my forever friend, my cuddliest companion.
Rest in peace, little man!
June 29, 2000 - January 10, 2012