This is a hard post to write. This morning, my cigar walk companion was struck and killed by a car in front of our house. Puccio was a four year old Pitbull/Lab mix with a lot of love and spirit. We got her from the shelter as a gift to my youngest son, Christian, for graduating high school. After we got her housebroken and some training, we found out that she had seizures, and had to give her medication twice a day to control them. She loved everyone, especially our little granddaughters (although she wasn’t fond of our female cats).. I’m going to miss her terribly, but knowing that my son, who loved the dog, had to watch her get hit, and go through the pain of such a loss, hurts me the most. Everyone loved Pooch, and she loved everyone back. I will certainly miss her companionship on my evening walks. She was stubborn and didn’t always want to walk the route I wanted to walk, which was good sometimes as it broke up the routine. We gave her two years of love and caring, perhaps more than she would have had. Rest easy, poor Pooch, I wish you would have spent longer with us. I’m going to take a walk tonight along with a great cigar that won’t be for discussion in Wednesday’s post, Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook, just in memory of a friend. We will all miss you terribly, there’s a hole in my heart where you you used to be.
Thanks for indulging me this post. I needed to get it out. She didn’t realize it, but she was a part of my cigar smoking over the last couple years. It’s going to take some getting use to not having her around. She was a special dog.
Until the next time,