I felt as if I was going to have a heart attack, the pain was excruciating. I’ve never felt anything like that nor do I wish to ever feel that way again, when I found my beloved dog laying dead on my bed.
The beginning
Dozer passed away on Sept. 29, 2015. I was blessed to have him for 15 years, adopting him from the Animal Human Society in New Jersey. I still remember bring him home from the shelter and being overwhelmed with excitement. He had such a calm nature about him that he would make the toughest person melt. He would lick my tears away whenever I felt sad and would play freely with me when I was happy. Dozer never felt like a pet to me, he was more than that. I considered him my baby, he was part of the family.
Nightmare
The days leading up to his death, something seemed off with his behavior. He wasn't behaving normally. In fact, he became more withdrawn. Dozer loved spending afternoons sunbathing, chasing birds and barking at anything or anyone who came close to him. Unfortunately he no
longer was interesting in those things. Instead he would curl up next to me on the couch and
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I can go on, and on, and on about all the wonderful things he brought into my lives. All the amazing experiences we shared. And for that, I am incredibly grateful to him. Losing my dog Dozer taught me to live every day to the fullest. Dogs live life for now, so should we. We are only blessed to live a certain amount of years so don't let it pass us by. Some of the memories that I carry with me about Dozer are small ones: the way he looked at me when I decided to paint his nails bright pink because he was a "princess". His reaction to when I would have a spontaneous idea such as going on a 15 hour road trip to Colorado, taking him on vacation, and our long car rides going nowhere in particular . Dozer never whined or complained, with any of my decisions. He would just simply cock his head to the side and give me a