I’m sad right now, and I will be for a while, because life without you is decidedly dimmer. The world is less bright without you in it. But I know that you would want me to be happy. Whenever I would cry, you would always come over and lick the tears off of my face. If anyone showed signs of being even a little bit sad, you’d come rushing over to shower them in puppy love. It always worked, of course. After all, how could anyone be sad with the most adorable, happy doggie in the world showering them in love?
You always made every day a little bit happier. Even after a long, hard day of work, seeing your happy face and wagging tail would instantly cheer me up. You were always the best companion. On days when it was just you and me at home, your constant presence beside me kept me from feeling lonely. Some of my favorite days were the days in the summer when I would take you out driving down backwoods roads, blasting music, then parking somewhere and exploring.
You gave us so many good memories: taking you out on the lake in the boat, then anchoring somewhere and playing fetch; taking you out for a special treat at a drive-through somewhere; going on adventures to see waterfalls with you; or simply sitting out in the backyard while you chased squirrels, chewed on sticks, and played fetch. Every second that I got to spend with you was a second that I was happy.
I even enjoyed the times when I would sit in the living room trying to do my reading for school, and you’d sit next to the chair, insisting that my hand be constantly petting you. If my hand ever lifted from your furry body, you’d paw at me and jump up on the chair, begging me to keep petting. Over the years, I got really good at holding my book and flipping pages with one hand, and petting you with the other. Honestly, I didn’t mind at all. You were always my little furry buddy.
I will miss the nights when you’d come into my room and sleep next to my bed, a comforting little figure curled up beside me. I will miss comforting you on the days when storms raged and winds were strong. You were always so freaked out when the wind would blow doors closed around the house and when thunder roared outside. Whenever it was raining outside, you would “miraculously” ask to go outside less. It wasn’t that you hated water; you loved swimming. But you only wanted to get wet on your terms, which apparently didn’t include rain.
You gave us so many laughs and funny stories, and no matter what you did, you were always the most adorable thing in the whole world. You knew it, too. You’d stare up at us with those big puppy eyes, and instantly our hearts would melt. I’ve always thought that the white patch on your muzzle dotted with little brown freckles was the cutest thing in the world, and lots of people agreed with me. Your photos always illicit an “Awwwe!” from anyone who sees them.
Your spunky personality, your mannerisms, your never-ending energy, even your mischievousness… we loved everything about you, and we always will. You will always have a special place in each one of our hearts. Thank you for nine incredible years; I wish we could’ve had more time with you. You were such a good dog, and we will always, always miss you. You will live on forever in our hearts and memories, and I know in my heart that one day I will see you again. We love you, Nutmeg. You will always and forever be our puppy.