snowball
Snowball's life was cut short in his prime. He had alot more living to do. He was a beautiful American Eskimo Dog who prcaticallly fell into my lap 5 years ago as the life of my other blessed pet Stetson was drawing to a close. He was an angel from God as he saved my life more than once from a mean hateful man who was abusive. He was so smart and loved his family. Snowball along with my cat Binky were poisoned two weeks ago and His body was found over the weekend. I was able to put my cat Binky to sleep and end his suffering but snowball had ran off before I could. It was almost as if he didnt want to burden me. He was like that. When he would get sick, he would go behind the couch or the TV as if trying to hide it from me. The picture of him on here was taken the night he died. He came home smelling like a skunk and I had given him a bath in tomato juice and then wrapped him in warm towels from the dryer. He was fine. Little did I realize that was the last thing we would do. He got violently ill that night all over the house and when I put him outside about three in the morning, it was obvious he had been posioned not sprayed by a skunk. This has been a horrible two weeks not being able to find him and then losing my cat three days later to the same unknown thing. When my neighbors told me they had found him yesterday I thought it would make me feel better but it didnt. I guess a part of me hoped that he was still alive and would get better and come home. But when I saw that beautiful white fur sticking out of the box they were going to bury him in I lost it. So now as I write this I look out my back window to the freshly made pile of dirt that holds my beloved snowball which is also next to the other pile of dirt with my cat, I feel anger over the person that did this to my animals as well as my neighbors golden Retreiver the same week and I feel this unvbearable sadness and loneliness over the loss of my best friend.
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