So, as of right now, my heart is broken. A part of me has left me and passed on to a better world. You know, people use the excuse of "oh my dog died" well, my dog really did die. My dog of 14 years. Lucky. See, Lucky was my dog. He was a little dachsaund and he was really cute. What I'm happy is that my dog was never put to sleep. He died peacefully and naturally. Thank God he lived to be as long as he did. He really looked out for the houses that we lived in. For a little dog, he's got a huge bark. Not to mention, he's a biter. He really looked out for me too. We used to say that he has a white mask and white gloves because of his aging white fur. He's such a wonderful and beautiful dog. I will miss him so much. My other dog, my sister's dog, Mocha is going to be so distraught. She was his best friend. She and I are the two who are mourning the most and I know she feels the way I do. You know, as sad as I am...I'm so glad that he was able to live that long life. He was always so happy. I love him like no other and I'm sad to have to see him buried tomorrow. For me to go home and bury my dog makes it a huge deal for me. You know, he has played with so many people. So many people know him and are super sad to see him go...I appreciate everyone for loving him just as much as we did. I ask you to just pray for him or give him a moment of silence because he really was someone special in my family. It's like losing a brother to me. My first dog, MY dog. RIP Lucky. You will be missed. I love you.
-- Danielle Delos Reyes
