I feel like a horrible person to myself for not blogging/dating/remembering this sooner.
Pedro recently passed away. Middle of Jan. And I just know when Dylan sent me the text message to tell me, my heart dropped and tears flooded my eyes and face. I blubbered like a mess and text my friend Kelsey about it. I was alone, sitting in my car, buried in snow. I felt safe to cry and bear my soul for this little dog that touched me so.
I remember the first time I met him and Lola. They were barking up a storm and eventually calmed down. Lola drove me nuts, but I stuck to Pedro like glue. I even remember lugging them all the way up to Bellingham with me, because I hated to be apart. I spoiled him more than Lola, and I loved when he would lay down next to me at night. I loved him like he was mine. Pedro passed away old, and lived a long and wonderful life. But I know I will never forget him as long as I live and as short as he was in my life.
I took TONS of pictures of him. I mean TONS. More than I've ever taken of any of my pets. And the ones I'm sharing now are my favorites.
If any of of you have had a pet that has touched you, you know how hard it is to let them go.
RIP Pedro. I love you.
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