He was more than a dog. We were together for 7 years...some of the hardest years of my life. He was always there.
Now he's gone...he's been gone and I miss him all the time.
My last memory of him was driving up my parent's driveway the day before he died. As I turned the corner, I saw him sitting in front of my parent's house. It was like he was waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he ran towards me and ran up the driveway next to my car. I stopped the car, got out, rubbed his head and went inside.
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