To the goodest boy of them all. Mack’s story: my family first got him before I was born, and they said he was really easy to train and never did anything bad! When I was born, and as I grew up, Mack was always there for me. Even when I sat on his favorite blanket, and rode it while he tried to pull it back to his bed, or even when I didn’t give attention to him on some days, through the rough times and the happy times, Mack was always there. I’m so grateful to have had such an amazing dog, he never got into trash, never chewed up toys, always did whatever we told him to without hesitation, I feel like he thought his only purpose was to make us happy, even when he wasn’t. One day, when he was 13, he just laid in bed and growled at us when we tried to pick him up, so it took a while but we finally got him downstairs. After that, he kind of changed his personality, we all were bracing for the worst, because he was already really old and old age just randomly got to him that day and on. But, even when that happened, he still had random bursts of energy and playfulness every few days, he would run around and bounce outside, it was adorable. I really wish he lived longer, but animals sadly live shorter than humans, i just wish that for all the days that I had him that I didn’t take him for granted. I wish that some days I didn’t ignore him like I did. I wish I spent more time with him. I wish I gave him more treats than I ever did, I wish I held him in my arms more, I wish I petted him more, I wish I ran around with him more, I wish I overall loved him more. He was just something casual in every day life to me, but to him, he was always happy to say hi to me and my family, and he loved us so much. I wish I showed him my love more too. I hope, if he can see it, that he likes this animation I made for him. I miss you buddy, thank you. The story of when we put him down: Yesterday, (July 27th, 2023.) he couldn’t stand at all. Usually he just couldn’t get up, but my mom would hold him downstairs, he could still walk and go potty and stuff. But then, today, (July 28th, 2023.) he couldn’t walk at all, and he could barely breathe, and he was just randomly cry-barking, and all you could hear was him just gasping for air. That was the day he was gonna get put down anyways, but then my mom asked the vet if the could come sooner because he was really struggling then. About half an hour before the vet came, me and all my siblings were just petting Mack, and telling him things like, “I love you, you are the best dog ever, your so special.” Stuff like that. And my last words to him before he died were “I love you, Mack.”. Then the vet came, I got really scared when she knocked. I didn’t want him to go. But I knew it was for his best. Then, she sedated him, so it just calmed him down. (He was still alive at this point) then, she got the euthanasia medicine stuff, and I just hugged him and kissed him, then she put the medicine in him, and we were all crying really hard at this point, and a few seconds later, he stopped breathing. Then all of us were crying realllllly hard and I was super sad. And the vet checked, and then she just said, “he’s gone.” Then she left. We all just cried and stayed with Mack for a while. I gave my sister a piece of clay imprinted with Mack’s paw print that I made a few weeks back, as we all knew that he was going soon. I cut of a bit of his hair a few days before he was put down, just to remember how his fur felt. Then my sister kept the fur that the vet shaved to put the shot in him. Then my grandpa took Mack to his house, and we came too. He dug a big hole, and we put Mack in there. I covered him in my favorite blanket, and said that he could keep it. Now he will forever be cozy in my blanket <3 we painted rocks for Mack and put them on his grave. Then we left back to our house. Rest in peace Macky. You’re the best dog ever. Edit: the last moments I had with Mack still haunt me to this day. Rest in peace buddy, I hope you’re having fun in heaven with Esther, (my grandmas dog who died) and Bella. (My other grandmas dog who died. They both had to be put down, just like Mack.)
Art - me Song - when she loved me, cover by sarah mclachlan. In memorial of the best dog ever. Rest in peace Mack. Just wait a few seconds and you will see my animation.
