Last week I lost the best friend I’ve ever had. It’s hard to put into words what she meant to me, or how/why we get so attached to our pets. Mia was so much more than a “pet”, she really was my companion. 

Last night I laid in bed thinking of all the stuff me and her went through together. My mom dying, moving, having my son Christopher, the flood…she was there by my side for all of it. I remember the very first night I had her. She was in a box in my room crying and howling missing her momma and all her puppy brothers and sisters. I picked her up and put her in bed with me and told her “you don’t realize it yet, but we’re going to be best friends. it’s me and you now little girl”. She then gave me kisses, curled up next to me and went to sleep. Then I immediately thought of the tired old lady she’d become a week ago. Even still, with all the cancer and everything else, she was still just as happy to see me and just as loving as she was that night 12 years ago.

I love you and miss you Mia. Thank you for being such an amazing friend.