Thursday, March 26, 2009

An empty house

I'm at a loss for words today after suddenly losing our beloved pet, Comanche. In December 2000, we found him through a fabulous site that matches you to a pet that's just right for you. And just right he was. He was 3 1/2 years old, 125 lbs (yes, very overweight) and just the sweetest, most loving dog. Alex was only 9 months old when we got Comanche but the dog was smart enough to be ever so gentle around baby Alex and all his friends. Comanche wasn't always fun to play fetch with since he'd never return anything he fetched but he loved unconditionally and always had a wag for anyone he saw. Despite his recent arthritis, he managed to sneek naps on the living room couch when we weren't around. I realize now that we've been in our house for 11 years and this is the first time I've ever been alone here.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry sweets.