So this is completely lacking in joy, but these things happen.
Zeke, my dog of almost 11 years, died last night.
He was very old and very sick, and really, none of us were surprised, but I'm going to miss him so much. He was one of the sweetest dogs I've ever met.
I guess my biggest comfort or whatever you want to call it is that he got to die at home with my dad at his side. He was a daddy's boy if I've ever seen one.
I really wish I could have gotten to see him again before he died, but I guess it wasn't meant to be. In any case, if there's a heaven or whatever, I'm sure he's up there right now eating a lot of meat and dog treats.
I love you Zekey, my little Buddha. I'll love you forever. I'll miss you.
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