Milo, my sweet boy.
Sadie and I brought you home one April night in 2004. I didn’t know how she’d feel about a pesky little brother late in her life but when I saw her cuddle up with you on your bed, I knew she had accepted you. And how you loved her! When she passed away, the grief was deep. Your wonderful personality helped me through it. And now that pain has returned and it’s so hard.
You were more than man’s best friend. You were my family. Always strong and never bothered by anything. You were by my side for almost 15 years. I loved taking care of you and would have done so for as long as you wanted but I know it was time for you to rest.
I’ll miss our walks and our rides in the car. I’ll miss your sounds and feeling your presence. I’ll miss brushing your hair and rubbing your belly. I’ll miss how happy you were when I came back home after being gone. You made me smile and laugh every day. Most of all I’ll miss how you loved me.
I still have trouble believing you’re gone. If there’s any justice, I’ll see you again someday. Until then, I imagine you with Sadie, Toby, Cody and Moose. You’re all happy together, healthy and have plenty of toys, treats and puppy chow.
Thank you for everything little buddy. You meant the world to me.
Love you forever, Dad.
