Today I Lost my best friend,

On April 23 1996 a small black and tan Miniature Long Hair Dachshund came in to my life. Over the next nearly 12 years all of which were the best of my life. When I would come home he would always wag his tail, and any time I spoke he would look over at me no matter what I would say he would wag that tail, he was so spoiled by everyone that knew him, No matter who it was he would wag that tail, even when he would bark at you because he just had not yet been introduced. All you had to do to be his friend was roll his little red ball across the room.

Today, I lost my Best friend, Maximillion Von Hamdorf.

I will miss that little tail wagging every day.

Sorry if this doesnt make too much sense I just needed a way to say I will always miss My Fat Little Weiner dog,

Good bye Max, I know one day I will see that tail wagging when I come to be in the glory of the Lord as you are now, Free from pain and you can play with that little red ball as much as you want.

Maximillion Von Hamdorf 4-23-1996 to 1-19-2008 My best Friend.

Ken

Being 61, I've lost of pets, cats and dogs, and I cry every time.

Sorry to hear about Max

sorry for loss

I know you have lost your best friend. H was like your child. Thats what mine are like, i will pray for you and the one you loss.

"If there are no dogs in Heaven,

then when I die I want to go

where they went."

Will Rogers, 1897-1935

Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really. ~Agnes Sligh Turnbull

I'm so sorry to hear about your pup. In time, you'll treasure all the memories, but right now, know that the pain will ease as the days pass.

I'm going to give my spaniel a hug and a cookie.

Falcon

I am so sorry for your loss. This always helps me a little through my grief of loss and I hope it helps you too.

"Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... "

Author unknown...

Sorry to hear about your best little friend dying. But at 12 years old that comes out to be around 78 at the dog years measurement. I'm sure he had a full life with lots of fun. What more could anyone want?

I know how hard it is to lose you best friend. It takes time for the hurt to go away. You have my deepest sympathy.

So sorry for the loss. I too am a dog person. They don't stay in our lives nearly long enough!

I am sorry for your loss. A pet is just like family. In fact they are often better then family for they are always there for you.