May 11 2006


1991 (?) – 2006

He was getting sicker, and it was time, but that doesn’t make it any easier.  He truly was my best friend and no matter how crappy my day seemed to be, petting him seemed to make it all go away.  I’ll miss the “kisses”, the head butts, the “Oh my head is so heavy from begging for food, just let me rest it on your knee while you eat.”, the “Hey!  Your hands empty…PET ME!” and the million other little things he did that made him…well…Beau.

There will never be another like him, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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