To my best friend,

You have been gone for so long.

Some will say you were only a dog,

But to me, you were more.

When I was sad or upset, you comforted me

When I was angry or crying, you calmed me.

From when I was only 6 until I was 17, you were there

Now months have passed, now I'm 18, and you can't be here.

If I could build a road to wherever you are, I'd walk there,

No matter how far.

I'd bring you home, and home you'd stay,

Forever to run, to sleep, to cuddle and play.

Our first Christmas without you; it just won't be the same.

Sonny, I miss you... More and more every day.

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My dog, Sonny (pictured above), passed away In March. I had him since I was about six years old. He got sick in 2017 and we were scared he wouldn't see Christmas 2017. He pushed through and saw the turn of the New Year into 2018. As early 2018 passed, we saw he wasn't getting better. We realized what was best for him. On March 20, 2018, I wore all black to school and cried almost the whole day. My best friend held my hand at lunch and when I got home, I knew it was time. I held him the whole way to the vet and when we got there, I knew I had to be back in the room with him. I held him the whole time. When he was gone, I was angry... angry with the vet. With myself. But I knew anger wouldn't bring Sonny back.

He was a good boy. I loved him with all my heart and I still do. I have his collar at home and I plan on getting a memorial tattoo for my grumpy old man. Pets are family members too; losing them can be as hard as losing a human family member.

Rest in peace, Sonny. No longer by my side, but forever in my heart.