If life is like a box of chocolates, then a pet's death is like the chicken pox....let me explain. I have never before experienced the loss of a significant pet. Hampsters, fish, and a stray cat, but never a pet that I had grown attached to or was responsible for. I believe that this has seriously hindered me as an adult. Similar to chicken pox, I think that the older you are when you go through losing a great pet, the worse it is. Right now, I have a severe case of "Neo pox." Friday afternoon, Kevin, Nala, and I said goodbye to our beloved boy, Neo. He went peacefully and surrounded by those who care deeply for him. He was a victim of cancer. He was 8 years old. He was our first baby...But he was so much more than that too. Neo was:
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Oh guys I am so sorry to hear of sweet Neo's loss. He was such a wonderful happy puppy and I know the pain your heart feels right now all too well. Todd and I actually FINALLY watched Marley & Me Saturday night and I cried my eyes out- 2 years after losing Hunter.
Neo was your first baby and will ALWAYS hold that special place in your hearts. You were the best parents he and Nala were blessed with and he knows how much you love him. He is pain free and looking down on you all as he chases his squirrels and possums across that Rainbow Bridge ;) We love you guys and send hugs to you in this hard time.
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