Wuffy is not a doodle. He's a shih tzu - the older brother to my doodle. I picked him out when he was six weeks old and I was 9. He's 12 I'm 21 now. He had sudden heart failure yesterday and we had to put him to sleep. Losing this dog is undoubtly the hardest thing I've ever had to deal with. Everything else - well - Wuffy was what got me through it. Everything in the house reminds me that he's not here. We bought this house and wuffy at the same time. I've never been in this house without wuffy. I'm not really sure how to deal with it. It's like losing a sibling. I want to stop crying but it's like my eyes are leaking and everytime I get myself under control something else reminds me or I accidentally call Mousse Wuffy. We buried him outside yesterday with his favorite toy (a stuffed squeaky giraffe named gaffy boy - we kept rebuying it for him since he was a puppy cuz he loved it some much) and his favorite kind of cookie. He actually got a better burial then some humans I know. He got loved to the extreme every moment of his life. I know we gave him the best life he could have had. I'm glad he's in heaven and no longer blind and having breathing problems. I just miss him alot. He was such a good, unique dog and as much as I love my Mousse no dog will ever be able to replace Wuffy. :'(
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