Basje * 30-04-2002 - † 05-01-2012

“Hey pal, what are you doing ?”  I know your secret. You always made me laugh with that. You would steal a toy mouse from the cat and looked at me like nothing had happened even though I saw the tail from the mouse coming out of your mouth. You would sit there and wag your tail insanely happy.

That wasn’t the only thing you did. I will never forget how you destroyed the pond by jumping in it and chew on everything. You loved to pull out the plants and bushes. Even though you were a pup, you were very strong.

I always thought it was very cute what you did and I know others did not agree with me. Especially not when you dragged and ripped the toilet paper through the entire house. We found you a moment later, laying on bed sleeping, covered with toilet paper. I really had troubles keeping my laughter inside. You were so sneaky and so cute!

Not one shoe was safe with you. You needed to have it and when you did, you would run to your basket and hide it under your stuffed animals. Everyone saw where you hid it but you didn’t care, you had a new shoe. You are my comedian!

On one day you got a special gift. It was a stuffed animal, a beaver. It was your favorite and you would take it with you everywhere possible. If you only knew how many times that beaver had been washed ;). It was your girlfriend. And don’t you worry pal, I have it in safe keeping!

My little rock biter, I miss you. I will miss how you dragged stones in your mouth. I could see when you had a stone in your mouth. You would start to wag your tail and turn your head away. And everyday you brought one home. We had a whole collection of stones found by you.

The most sneaky thing that you ever did, was comforting me. If I was sad, you somehow knew it. You would jump on a chair and then on the table. You would very sneaky move towards me and cuddle with me. You would wag your tail and scratch with your paw. You always made me feel better. You were my biggest support.

One day I had the chance to do something back for you. I wanted to support you too! Unfortunately your journey ended there. You were so sick and had huge heart problems. Not one doctor was able to save you. But I was there, I was there to hold you when you got your shot. And when you did, you started to snore. But I was there to hold you tight incase you were scared. I had the honor to hold you when your heart stopped.

I will miss your humor 
I will miss your wagging
I will miss you being sneaky
I will miss your scratches
I will miss your stones

I will miss you my pal

I love you sneaky! I always have and always will. You will live on in me.

Goodbye my best friend!

Tears are rolling down my cheeks as I think of today.
So much frustration and so much injustice have caused me to break down tonight.
For a couple of days now I have it nothing but cold in the evenings.  My body is literally shaking and trying to get warm. Hold on for a moment. I will continue to write when I am done getting warm, meaning changing clothes and get into a warm bed. (electric blanket) . The blanket is not very warm yet but it will do.

At my sisters house I couldn’t get over the fact that I had been a real bitch today. I was a complete mess. Of course I know all the good mood talk about how I should handle things and be prepared and so on, so that it won’t happen again.. well fuck it.  Right now that is not going to help me one way or the other.