When I moved back in with mom and grandma, you were the only thing that kept me sane. I was told that when grandma went to pick you up from the breeders, she actually decided not to pick you. But she went back the next day to bring you home. Everything happens for a reason and I think the reason that you came home to us is because you were meant for great things.
Me being the youngest in the house, you always kept an extra eye on me. You never let anyone yell at me and you never let me cry. Ceaser, my love, you got me through some of the hardest times of my life and gave me the strength to keep going on when I thought I didn’t have it in me to take another step.
Through life altering changes and unimaginable despair, you were always the one to comfort me. I remember being 18 and not being able to cry in the house without you coming to my rescue to lick my face dry. And you were such a fuss pot too!!
You made it very clear to my husband that although you respected him and was no threat to him, you certainly were not happy about me bringing him home. I still remember how you acknowledge him with a grunt and proceed on to ignore him. Never seen so much character in a dog before. But then again you are no ordinary dog are you?
When I saw you last, I fed you lovingly and spent as much time as I could with you. You had aged, but you still are very handsome. When it was time to say goodbye, I sat by you and gave you kiss before heading off to the air port. You gave me a grunt after each time I told I love you. You looked away from me in disappointment as if I was abandoning you. It broke my heart into tiny pieces to see you sad. I will never forgive myself for moving 8,000 miles away from you. But know that no matter what happens, I have never loved anyone or anything unconditionally as I have loved you.
And yes, your more human to me than any other person I have met. Even the husband knows that I will put before anyone or anything else in this world. And I miss you dearly. You will always be number 1 in my heart.