Friday, April 12, 2013
Last evening, while at our office cleaning job, I got a completely heart-wrenching call from a dear friend that she needed me to help her bury her beloved little chihuahua, Amigo. His death was horrific and shocking, and she will be grieving for him for the rest of her life. She has no children, and little Amigo was her baby. He went everywhere with her, and has gotten her through some very tough times. He has been in my home more times than I can count, and has slept many nights in my daughter's bed when we would "babysit" him. Helping to bury Amigo was one of the hardest things I have ever done, just because of the pain my friend was, and is still, experiencing.
I don't know if our beloved pets will be waiting for us when we get to Heaven, but I sure hope so.
Goodbye, sweet boy.