Zeus
Our sweet boy took a turn turn for the worst this week. We were not expecting to make such a hard decision so soon. He was the best spot stealer, sandwich thief, and snuggler. He started off as a monster the day I got him as a puppy. He tore soles out of all my shoes, shredded an entire shelf of books, tore a hole into the inside of my couch as a makeshift den, and even somehow removed my social security card from my zipped up wallet and ate it. Around the time he reached five, he became the best. He stopped being naughty (except for sandwich stealing) and became our perfect companion. Early in his life, I unfortunately found myself stuck in a very abusive marriage. This I believe affected him for the rest of his life, as he occasionally also faced the abuse. When we got away from my ex husband and I found new love and began a family, he remained just as protective over me. He was with me through the most turbulent moments of my life and I will forever be grateful. The eight years we spent together will never be enough. I just hope he knows how much he was truly loved and will forever be missed by us. It’s hard to move forward knowing he won’t be there to greet us with a long howl after work. It’s hard knowing at night he won’t be taking up 80% of the bed. Life will never be the same.