Today, we put my dog down. She had just turned eleven years old five days ago, and we had her for seven years. We thought we would have her longer, but those tumors struck faster than we ever expected. I wish the world had stopped for a bit.
Most people don't say this about their pets, but I will claim without hesitation that Annie was the best friend I ever had. She was at the front door every day after school, hogging my bed every night. I have to remind myself she isn't there every time I walk into a room, and I feel like I'm going to be doing that for a long time.
It's the small things that hurt the most. The toy bin, the blanket folded by the piano, the water bowl in my room. I'll never hear that tacking on the wood floor, never have to clean up the backyard again. And I know that sooner or later I'm going to smash into that wall where I finally, fully realize that she's truly gone. But she was there every time I went to sleep, and I'm grateful to be able to say that I was there when she went to sleep for the last time.
Rest in peace Annie "Momo" Lindsey, our Princess Peach
June 19th 2007 - June 24th 2018