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I lost chinook 4 months ago. You never met her but you would have loved her. You came to me as a foster at first because after the pain I felt from losing chinook I swore to never love another dog. You came broken and abused. Afraid of everything and together we fixed each other. I now stand proud to say your mine:) you now run to great everyone full of wiggles. I will always miss chinook but am happy that we have found each other:)
Breed: boxer/mastiff
My beloved Willy:
I remember the day you came into my life, it wasn’t my choice; you were my daughter’s birthday gift. I didn’t want a pet, I didn’t have the time and didn’t want the responsibility. But little did I know that you would not be my pet.
Since the beginning I took care of you, I fed you, I showered you, I took you for walks and everything in between. When you got very sick I took you to the vet and gave you meds, just as I would do with my own daughter. But it wasn’t until you got lost that I realized how important you were to me. Each of those horrible nights that you were lost, I walked the entire neighborhood looking and calling your name. I could not believe that I was crying myself to sleep because “the dog was lost”. The thought of never seen you again was too much, were you hurt? were you hungry? all these questions went through my mind. It was then when I finally knew that I loved you, and that you were now a part of me. When I got that call at work, from the amazing human being who found you after she recognized you from one of the flyers I had posted, I was so happy that I couldn’t fight the tears and started crying right there in the middle of my office.
Since then, I’ve been blessed with having you in my life each and every day. You are a beautiful, smart, funny dog who has shown me a kind of love that I didn’t know could exist.
Willy you are not my pet and never will be, you are a part of me.
I love you and you love me and I promise I will always have a comfy couch for you to sleep in and chewable items around the apartment for you to destroy as long as we are together.
Breed: Mastiff
Posted by IRIS RODRIGUEZ
Oh, you are my black superman, my protector, I love you so much. Even if you whine when the weather is bad to get out and bike or play with the ball. You look after me and Kiki, especially at night. Kiki’s hearing and your mighty bark would scare anyone off. For big black mastiff, you are powerful and strong and yet so gentle with my grandchildren. Your big sloppy kisses that no one but your mother could love are given when you know your mummy’s feeling a bit down and flat for the day. Always cheers me up, makes me laugh and gives me a smile. I’m pleased I saved you, and hand-reared you from 4 weeks old. Not enough food for all in your litter. Rejected because you came out with a ridge on your back, you are my unique black mastiff. My black superman, I love you to pieces and am grateful that you share my lonely life, for without you and Kiki, life would be nothing … I love you Neo, with all my heart. Thank you for sharing your life with Kiki and me.
Much love from your mummy.
Posted by sandie morrison
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