Ellie

Ellie 

Today my mom called me at work to tell me our family dog, Ellie, died last night in her sleep. You always forget just how much a pet can be part of your family until they are gone. I'm halfway across the world, and I still feel something is missing at home. I wish I could have seen her before she died. And it seems so hard to fathom that she is just gone now, forever. Death is a weird that way. How can someone/something be such an important and fixed part of your life, just be gone? I'm gonna miss the funny way Ellie sat back on her hind legs and sat upright while you pet her. How her favorite part of going to the dog park was just to get pet by all the other dog owners, instead of playing with the other dogs. The ridiculous noise she made when she wanted attention, and how she looked like a bat when she slept on her back. I am going to miss the way she went absolutely crazy for pizza crust. I am so, so sad I will never pet her or hug her or rub her belly again.

RIP Ellie, you were the best 'dog' our family could have asked for.