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To Rexy boy, from mommy,
I miss every single ounce of you and who you were and still are.
I miss you waiting at the door when I came home from work, wagging that big stump of yours, I miss when you wouldn’t get up to greet me but just looked up lazily from your couch.
I miss our peein’ and pettin’ sessions when you would come to be pet every time I sat down on the pot and would sing you the little ditty – “peein’ and a pettin’, pettin’ and a peein’…”
I miss singing songs with your daddy and sticking your name in randomly to make funny lyrics.
I miss you coming to stand in between both me and daddy’s legs when we’d be kissing after a long day at work and at school.
I miss kicking you off my side of the bed and making you go over to daddy’s side.
I miss countless evenings of you sitting on the porch with me, checking out the scene while I sipped wine.
I miss you demanding that your daddy play with you and him relenting every time even when he was tired.
I miss you trying to squeeze into ridiculously small spots on the couch just because you wanted to be close to us, and how you thought you were a lap dog…and how we loved that about you.
I miss watching you chase squirrels when I would go on walks with you and your daddy.
I miss you hanging your head out the car window, big ears flapping in the wind.
I miss how you buried things in the yard (albeit not that well) and how we’d find things like Halloween candy, loaves of bread, and half eaten tortillas months later - and that brown nose that always gave you away.
I miss how every person that ever met you fell in love with you immediately – you had a lot of fans, buddy.
I miss waking up with you, going to bed with you, coming home to you, taking trips with you.
You were more than a dog. You were a buddy, a companion, and a friend. We loved every second with you, and you loved us.
You were and still are the embodiment of love.
And none of this even comes close to describing how much you mean to us.
You’ll always be my stinker binker.
Love, your mommy.