Snuggles

r.i.p snuggles 

My mom called me this afternoon and told me to go outside and look at the sky. For years now, that's been her and my way of saying "a pet has died." I was afraid to ask her which animal died. Was it her bird, or my extremely old gold fish, or... *deep breath* one of our dogs. "Go outside and see if you can see a cloud that looks like Snuggles," she said. I seriously think I felt my heart drop an inch or two.

It's amazing how a pet can feel so much like family. Snuggles was my dog. Chris has Oreo, my mom has her bird and my dad...well...he doesn't want to have any association with our animals! We've had Snuggles for years. I know my mom would know just how long...but I'm willing to guess it's been at least 10 years, probably more.

I feel a bit childish writing an entire post about a dog...but he was my dog, and I loved him very much. Snuggles loved everyone, even our other pets. He would go up to our birds (like the one in the picture) and just watch what they would do. He especially loved my hamsters back in the day when we had them. I wish I had more pictures, but I only have that one and one with a quarter of his head.. It's a shame he won't be there when I get home. He will be missed.