The Boss - The Best Pup a Papa Could Ask For

On 17 Aug, 2014, we laid our beautiful, eccentric, kind, stubborn, huge hearted and godsend of a pup down. Boss was her name, and we knew it. However, we also called her Paw (or Little Paw).

She was diagnosed with bladder cancer July 2013 and battled to stay in this world. She finally gave me the signal when she had enough.

This was an impossible decision. We had them do it on her favorite spot on the couch, with us holding and kissing her and our tears running on to her little head. She went peacefully but did take several deep breaths through her nose as if she was saying goodbye.

I had the pleasure of being with her for 11.4 years. She taught me so much about life and will always be my best friend and saving grace. She and I traveled the world together, and lived all over.

Every person and place was the same when they got introduced to Boss. They loved her. She didn't have a mean bone in her body and she was so patient with me.

I don't know how to stop waiting to see her first thing when I wake up, first thing when I get home and last when I go to sleep. Her little bed is still on the floor next to mine and her favorite stuffed pug is on the couch.

I miss you, Boss. I will never forget. I'm so grateful for our time. I love you,

Papa