To Him
This is just to help me cope so bear with me.
Wicket Padgett; December 17, 1994 - January 20, 2008
Wicket was the sweetest dog I have ever known. He loved everyone he ever met and was always trying to cuddle. He snored all day and all night and sometimes he even made the sound of a cat crying. When ever I was sad Wicket would always be there to cuddle right up next to me on the couch and even though he hated it I loved to play with his face. He had huge eyes and a tiny little nose and sometimes his tongue would stick out because he was too lazy to put it back into his mouth. He could be annoying and irritating and you could yell at him all you wanted, if you ever wanted to pet him he'd be right there. He never judged anyone. He pretty much liked you if you would cuddle with him. He was my furry little baby and my best friend though all the rough times. He would sit ans listen to me when I had no one else to talk to. He had problems with his teeth and his breath always stunk but I loved him anyways. On Sunday he died of congestive heart failure due to his inability to breath. He suffered for two days before he was put down on Sunday morning.
So to Wicket, Wiggles, Cuddle Bump, Pumpkin face, Snuggles, Puff, Muffin, Wigglesworth, and any of the other nicknames I gave you that I forgot to mention Padgett; I will miss you so very much, no one will ever be able to replace you little Wiggles. I love you my little baby and I glad that you are no longer suffering. If there is anything else out there I know thats where you are, cuddling people to your little hearts content. Good bye Wicket.
Wicket Padgett; December 17, 1994 - January 20, 2008
Wicket was the sweetest dog I have ever known. He loved everyone he ever met and was always trying to cuddle. He snored all day and all night and sometimes he even made the sound of a cat crying. When ever I was sad Wicket would always be there to cuddle right up next to me on the couch and even though he hated it I loved to play with his face. He had huge eyes and a tiny little nose and sometimes his tongue would stick out because he was too lazy to put it back into his mouth. He could be annoying and irritating and you could yell at him all you wanted, if you ever wanted to pet him he'd be right there. He never judged anyone. He pretty much liked you if you would cuddle with him. He was my furry little baby and my best friend though all the rough times. He would sit ans listen to me when I had no one else to talk to. He had problems with his teeth and his breath always stunk but I loved him anyways. On Sunday he died of congestive heart failure due to his inability to breath. He suffered for two days before he was put down on Sunday morning.
So to Wicket, Wiggles, Cuddle Bump, Pumpkin face, Snuggles, Puff, Muffin, Wigglesworth, and any of the other nicknames I gave you that I forgot to mention Padgett; I will miss you so very much, no one will ever be able to replace you little Wiggles. I love you my little baby and I glad that you are no longer suffering. If there is anything else out there I know thats where you are, cuddling people to your little hearts content. Good bye Wicket.