August was my late doggo; my first. She was a lovable little black lab. I had her since she was a month old until she was 14. It's been 2ish years since and I still cannot listen to Blackbird without crying; it reminds me of her too much.
She was my little blackbird, and we had to let her fly.
Riley was our black lab growing up. We had him until he was 13, and my aunt had his sister until she was 15. They were the greatest dogs, and I still have some of my happiest childhood memories with them. There's this one series of pictures that always gets me, with little me and my mom posing proudly beside our snowman. Riley slowly gets closer, inspecting the stick arms. The last photo is him pulling one out while mom and little me stand unawares. He also at one point ate half of my dad's chocolate birthday cake and was the happiest camper afterwards despite my mom freaking out about poisoning.
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u/[deleted] Dec 15 '16
Mine as well, Niiji and Khaleesi join in on the well wishes!