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My sweet angel

Today I lost the best dog to ever exist. Where do I even begin to describe him. He was an angel. An angel on earth. A special dog that you don’t meet twice in your lifetime.

He was rescued from the street when he was around 2 months old (last photo). Unfortunately, soon after we found out he came with distemper. Vets said he had very little chances of survival. But my strong boy made it out of hospitalization and began his life with us, partially healed. His illness left him with lifelong neurological damage. At first, it was just some tics on his legs. Then seizures started. For that, we started giving him pills. He was okay. The years passed, he was a happy dog. He loved car rides, going out for walks, playing with balls and with us. He loved everybody and everybody loved him. No single soul that stepped on this house didn’t fall in love with Felipe. He was so good, such a kind and sweet soul. I never even heard him growl. Not once. To anybody.

The years passed and his neurological problems started being more severe. He stumbled more on his walk at first, until he couldn’t use his back legs properly anymore. He had to drag himself around. I deeply regret not having bought him a wheelchair at that point. We did it too late. I’m sorry, my angel.

Things got worse and worse from there, from not being able to get on a step, to not being able to drag himself, to not being able to move from his spot almost at all. He was still joyful but less. He’d still play with us, by cutely wiggling his paws in a playful way. He started doing it less. He started being a bit sad. I could see it in his eyes. Not being able to move on his own and run as he liked to was getting to him. We spent months carrying him around to do his basic needs and to have a bit of fresh air in the garden/backyard. But he was heavy. I was hurting my back. Finally we tried the wheelchair but it was too late. He was already too weak and didn’t get used to it. We were exhausted. He would cry every day and night because he couldn’t move on his own and always needed our help. He was exhausted. Sad. Miserable. He needed to rest. It was his time.

I am deeply devastated. Heartbroken. I can’t stop crying. He was the best and most special dog that I will never forget nor stop loving and missing. I will miss waking up to pet him on the carpet, I will miss his playful noisy yawns, his wiggly paws, his random stretch sounds while he slept, his floppy ears, how they bounced when I carried him, the cute way he ate his food, everything. I will miss him dearly. Forever. He deserved a life without illness, he deserved so much better. My sweet boy. I love you forever Felipe.

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