R.I.P my sweet boy

I cannot believe you’re gone baby. I don’t really know what to say right now. To my sweet boy, you always were there for me even when others chose not to. You listened to my rants, poems, and even my cries out begging to be in the situation you are right now. Now I realize how much I wish that I could’ve made it better for you. Fed you more treats, given you more pets, and took you on more walks. Every single one of those things I took for granted wash over me like a massive wave of guilt. I know that you’re in a better place now, and that you’re not in pain anymore. Although the selfish part of me still wants to believe you would’ve been better off with me, I know you’re not in pain anymore. My sweet boy, I wish I could’ve taken the pain away without taking your life as well. You were the best birthday present I have ever received, the greatest gift that anyone or anything could present me. A lifelong friend, a strong and courageous pup with the heart of a lion, and the spunk of a puppy. Even in your old age you always greeted me at the door, and that is something I will always remember and cherish. I love you my sweet boy. Rest easy Monty. Monty “Munch” 7-21-15-10-28-25 Here are my favorite pictures of my sweet boy. (This was the last video we had.) https://drive.google.com/file/d/1EFy22uhZq8WhGAyyh6LOUJvkRdctCSJj/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/1NY9Z93F3GUgTje3eaR62UCsAHdDkdwHb/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/1sFTH8BKJwNiFSoOKZIwljvw49FBFjtyA/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/1b99uIFZuENRoxDQzPzZpkQF7QPio-mJe/view?usp=drivesdk https://drive.google.com/file/d/18C7HKHhgpDhKlTdKyd70L6HQQQ0VC2jo/view?usp=drivesdk