Barkley..

This one's for you.
<3



After growing up with you, it seems impossible to me that you are gone.
I remember the first day we brought you home..
Preston and I gave you a grand tour of the house while we pulled you around, full of excitment for our new white puppy.
At the time, Preston was
{obsessed}
with the Phoenix Suns,
so it just didn't seem right if we didn't name you
"Barkley"
after the amazing 'Charles Barkley'.


I am sorry for the times that I dressed you up,
even though I knew you hated it.
Or when I would run out the front door,
forgettng to tell you goodbye.
Or those times when I wouldn't give you any of my food,
and you sat there with those big green eyes, begging.
Or for dragging you into the bathtub,
that you absolutely
despised.

I don't know what we are going to do without you.
Now that you're gone,
I've learned that
[a] Life is too short.
[b] Life is taken too seriously; there's always time for fun.
[c] The love for a dog can match that of the love for any human.

Thank you, Barkley, for being Dad's, Mom's, Preston's and my best friend.
We love you,
and we will miss you Barkster.