by Miranda
(England)
It's been just over two and a half months since you died and I still feel the crippling sadness that came after you died. You were my best friend, my life. You knew when anyone was sad or down.
You were a very naughty dog, chewing things, running around at night, stealing socks, dragging washing around the kitchen but that's what I loved about you.
You were just so cute, with your little body, thick fluff and big black eyes how could anyone not love you? I loved when I picked you up and you'd put your head on my shoulder. You were good with kids and loved other dogs.
Otis I miss you so much. Why did you have to go? I need you back. To look after us. I remember one time when me and my sister, niece and nephew were in the house and everyone except me were in bed, when I heard you barking and growling at something. I went out to see what you were barking at but there was nothing there, God knows what you'd spotted but you scared me half to death. You will ALWAYS be my little man Otis don't you forget that baby.
On the sixth of January my sister opened the front door and you got out. You ran out in the road, in front of a car. The vet tried his best but was unsuccessful, you had to be put down. That was probably the worst day of my life. RIP little man, I'll never EVER forget you. I'll be a good girl so I can get to heaven and see you again when I die.
I love you. Goodbye for now xx