I know this is supposed to be my photography blog, but I have been to pre occupied with the loss of my bestest pal to do much shooting.
Today I was out in the yard with Bella, our other chihuahua, and the neighbors came out and asked about Charlie. They were upset that he didn't make it. They told me how he made their day when he was outside and would bark at them.
A little later the mailman came by and asked where Charlie was and I told him about Charlie getting hit and not making it and he was upset about it as well...said he would miss the little guy...
My dad helped me dig Charlies grave. That in itself was enough to let me know he was upset about losing Charlie. The last couple days dad will just randomly come say something to me about Charlie. Today he told me I had fixed up Charlies grave and the flower garden up really nice.
I never realized until today how much Charlie touched everyone and how lucky we were to have him in our lives.
He was the greatest oopie (thats what we call puppies) we could have ever asked for. I don't know what we done to deserve him in our lives and I will cherish the memories forever. He gave us all of his love and we loved him with all of our hearts.
So wherever you are Charlie, we love you and miss you so very much. You were the best and we know you didn't want to go and its not your fault. You will always be my bestest pal....