I remember the day you first arrived, it was about 12 years ago

You were so happy and small, as soon as you saw me you instantly jumped onto me and  licked my face.

You were always so happy.

Then you got bigger, as did I. That's when a group of older boys tried to attack me, but you were strong and big and you scared them off.

You were my hero.

Then one day, something went horribly wrong. You weren't moving as much. You seemed to be in pain. That's when the doctors said you wouldn't get better.

You were still happy

Time went on, the doctors said you wouldn't live to see the start of spring.

But you did, and you lived for the summer, and the fall.

Then December came around, I got you a new chew toy, like I did every year.  I guess I never saw it coming. As it got closer and closer towards Christmas, you were getting worse.

Then, on Christmas eve, we all said goodbye to you.  You were wagging your tail, you gave us all kisses. Maybe you didn't realize what was happening, or maybe you did.

That night, you weren't in pain anymore.