Two years ago today we said goodbye to our big, lovable, nearly perfect (except for the biting people thing) dog, Bandit. (This was him at about 10 weeks when we brought him home from being dumped at the shelter. And yes, he would grow into those paws.)
My heart still aches when I think about him too much but luckily having Mr. Barbo around helps me get through. :)
He was truly one of a kind. He was dangerous and scary looking. People’s favorite line when we’d walk was “Damn, that’s a big dog!” as they’d cross the street. But, we loved him.
We visited the vet with Mr. Barbo last week and we were talking about Bandit and she said, “I don’t miss the challenge but I sure do miss the dog.” That completely sums it up.
So, I'll listen to his song today (how many dogs do you know that have a song written for them?) and will laugh and cry at the same time. He was a handful and life is easier these days but I sure do miss you, Stinker Pants.