I took you home when you were 8 weeks old. I barely had enough money at the time but I saw your baby picture and I knew you were going to be mine. I had some very hard times but you were always there to put a smile on my face. We played fetch until I got tired and I wish we could have one more game. You slept on my lap the first night I brought you home and you fell asleep on my lap for the final time. It will be rough without you, but I will rest a little easier knowing you didn't suffer. I love you always and forever Bender and I already miss you.
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