A toast...
I remember choosing her as a puppy waaay back on the breeding farm where I got her. What hurts the most is that I won't be able to see her before it happens. I would want to be there. I haven't see my dog in many months since I haven't had time to go home.
I think I'm going to make some time though and visit my grandpa's farm this next weekend where she's going to be buried. I'm not ashamed to say that I cried when I learned the news. She was a good friend, especially during the times when I felt like I had no others.
So I raise my glass to one of the best friends I ever had, I'll never forget you.