Good Bye, Bubby

Oh my beloved Bubby. I'll never forget the day that I picked you up from the pet store. You were such a fluffy puppy. We didn't have a good start, because I had problems. You still accepted me. You were my friend. You were my dog.

You were everything that a dog is supposed to be. If I didn't love you like I should have, you sat down and watched. If I didn't treat you right, you sat down and watched. I was convinced that Kylie was my dog. I was convinced. I was wrong.

This whole time, you were my dog. From the beginning. You loved me. You loved everyone. You just wanted to meet people, and if we said they were okay then you just wanted to love them.

At that pet store, you ran away and hid under a couch. We still took you home. I'll always remember coming home from my day in the Army and I remember finding you in your kennel. Inside was Kylie, you and the diarrhea all over the bottom of the kennel. Having to wash you and Kylie off. I will always remember that.

I'll always remember Beau's last day alive. Due to a disease in his cat food, he passed away early. His last moments were in fear because you chased him behind the TV. I picked him up and put him on the counter, where he died right in front of me.

(I know this timeline is not right, Bubby)

I remember our house being built in Fountain. Before making our selection to build, we took you and Kylie to walk the neighborhood. You loved it. You loved the yard, you loved everything about it.

I remember when you developed a tumor on your neck. We had tubes put in it so the tumor would drain. Eventually you had surgery to remove the tumor. That was a scary moment.

I remember the first time you met my buddy John. You growled at him, and growled. He took off his hat and asked me if you were going to bite him. You didn't and never bit anyone in your life.

You were such a good dog. I remember taking you to the vet, who had a vet degree from Ohio State University. He asked me if you were going to be my fishing buddy. I said yes. As it turned out, you went fishing with me once.

That time was with your friend Turbo. As I was casting, the treble hooked lure landed right on your tongue and almost cost you your life. You live, and even outlived your friends Turbo and Bam. You lived a very dangerous life I'd say.


So today, I will remember forever. I kissed you, and hugged you. The sleeping medication went in you. You took 12 minutes to fall to sleep. At 10 minutes, I took your balls away and you popped up. Eventually, you fell asleep. Drifted off into nice dreams. You didn't realize that we injected the medicine to stop your heart. Within 2 minutes, you passed away.

Bubby, you were the best dog ever. If you are up there looking down on me, please keep me going straight. Don't ever stop loving. I will never forget you. I will never forget what you did for me.

I love you Bubby. Goodbye old friend. Sleep tight tonight.