said goodbye to my buddy beagle

I know he was born around 2002/2003. I first saw him In 2003 and knew he had to be mine. I snuck him food all the time. Surrendered to me in late 2005. He left this world yesterday, march 1st 2017. 

He was so good despite his past. It was an honor to literally see him “let go” of a lot of his quirks about 5 years ago, and become a truly happy dog and recover. I wish I could have put in one more walk, one more photo, one more car ride… but that’s adult life. I hope he knows how much I fought for him. Time goes by too fast. Schedules get too cloudy.

It hurt so bad to see his soulful brown eyes glaze over to white. Eyes truly are a window to the soul, and I was the last thing he saw. I hope he wasn’t stressed about me crying… he always would sit in my lap when I was upset. I know when he was sedated, he did his beagle grunts when he heard an angry cat come in its carrier, so I know he was still conscious of noise around him.

Earlier this year, I knew this would be his last year… I just didn’t realize it would be 7 weeks later. 💔 the past month he enjoyed sleeping more than living, and the past few days his back left leg completely stopped working, and he couldn't walk anymore. If I was at work, he would go to the bathroom on himself, where I would wipe him down and tell him to not be embarassed. That it was okay he had an accident in the house. Despite still eating, maintaining his weight got out of my control. It was time. I hope I’m good enough to see him again beyond this world.