All Dogs Go To Heaven, And Now Mine Has, Too

Dear Minnie,

You were a loyal dog and loving when you didn't act like Marley from Marley and Me. Although you dug through the trash when we left or peed off your pee pad we still love you. Since the day we got you, you've added excitement to our everyday life, always keeping us on our toes.

You have been there for so many milestones. You sat off to the side watching us open presents on Christmas or celebrate our birthday's. On my 6th birthday you sat right next to me while I opened each gift. Most likely while I wasn't looking you were looking through my gifts for food to eat, because that was you. You sat right next to us and just watched. You have been there all along, by our sides for every one of life's big events. We spent 13 Christmas mornings together, 13 birthdays, 13 Easters and 13 new years. On new years when we yelled "Happy New Years," you would bark and jump up and down with us. You have been there for every milestone as long as I can remember.

You had a lot of character for a little dog. You had so much sass with people and sometimes with the right people. I'll never forget the way you approved the people we brought home. For example, you bit my at the time boyfriends nose, later to find out he was no good. You liked to make a break out the door and we ran right out the door with you. You never planned on going anywhere you just wanted to make a victory lap around the drive way. This does not include the time you snuck out and ended up two houses down all day.

Lets not forget those clothes we use to put on you. We know you weren't a fan but you looked so cute. Nothing described your personality more then that sassy cheetah print dress. That same dress you wore to your first and last dog parade. It was your last only because you tried to fight two Great Danes, but at least you did it in style. Honey we love you but you had small dog syndrome bad. (Don't worry she made it home)

Since you are gone just the house is not the same. The little space below our feet is quiet and empty. An entity for years you have occupied the floor and the corners of the house or under the table during dinner. When we all wrestle your once loud bark filling the house has fallen silent. When we come home there is no dog scratching at our legs jumping up and down to greet us. When we leave there's no barking goodbye or scratch at the door. When we sit in our rooms no one pushing open the door with their noes. When we lay down on blankets there's no puppy curled up in the space between our legs.

However, there is a spot filled in all our hearts with the love and memories you have left us. We may not see you around the house but we know you are always there. A small dog like you has left a big impact on our hearts. Thanks for being the best first dog.

We know you are in no more pain and you are in a better place. I'd give anything for five more minutes with you. Mim-mim I know one day we will see you again.

My dear, this is not goodbye it is a see you later because after all, all dogs go to heaven.

Writers note: I do not like writing personal things on this platform that aren't relatable. However, if you have had a dog you understand how I am feeling now. This article is in honor of my sweet baby girl.