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Popper

Popper is my best friend.
He loved to travel, camp, hike, fish, rockhound, go on walks, eat, play, sleep. and would sit on me while we floated around the pool at both of my sisters house…
But most of all, I could tell him anything. He looked as if he understood the hard times as they came one after another like the waves of the ocean.
He never judged me, he only gave me love and tried his hardest to keep me from falling any further.
He would cuddle up to me when I was upset. He was always underfoot.
Popper was declining steadily over the last 2 years… lost his hearing. He lost his sight.
He seemed to have what I would think of as doggie dimentia. He was scared. I had to let him go for his sake.
I love Popper. I will ALWAYS love Popper.
He finally gave me the signs that he was ready to go over the Rainbow BridgeΒ π
I imagine him being young again… It makes me smile between the tears of sorrow.
I did the right thing for HIM. I MISS HIM
I LOVE HIM. I ALWAYS WILL…πβ€οΈβπ©Ήβ€οΈ
He was my son, my father, my grandfather
for all of those years.
I love you, Poppers!!!
POPPER MEDINA
July, 2006 – January 15, 2025
Until we meet again, my dear friendΒ πΎπΎ