Carrie

Heaven becomes one bark louder... as this house becomes quieter.

Carrie, I remember when you were just a tiny little puppy, and I thought you would be staying in this house temporarily for just a couple of weeks to maybe a month, but as we started taking care of you, we learned to love you and then we knew we could no longer give you back.

I remember when you were still a puppy and you fell down the stairs, and then when you grew up, you took the stairs as your own little Carrie corner.

Carrie was very protective as he was loving and sweet. He guarded our home, always stayed on high alert, and would be the first one to bark whenever he heard a knock on the gate, a meowing cat, other dogs' bark, or anything loud outside the house. He was a fighter as well. He protected the pack whenever they went out for their walks and be the first one to jump into fights with other dogs regardless of the other dogs' sizes. He was a good and smart fighter despite his small size. He had pierced the ears of many dogs with his bite, even those who were twice his size.

Carrie was dauntless, not afraid of anything... except, of course, bath time. It's annoying but also funny how even over a decade already, and he would still cry loudly whenever he was given a bath.

Carrie was very noisy, the loudest. Many days and many nights, Carrie's screeching barks and howls have irritated me and gave me headaches, but now it pains me that I'm just going to miss hearing all the loud sounds that you used to make, that I would no longer hear them.

Carrie was my roommate. I'm used to seeing him there on the bedroom floor sleeping, and now the bedroom floor feels empty, the stairs feel empty. I lie on the bed, stretching my arm to the side of the bed, calling out his name, knowing he would no longer put his tiny head under my hand asking for head scratches like he used to.

I miss you so much, Carrie. I'm so sorry that I wasn't there with you when you made your goodbye, when you took your last breath. I'm sorry that we weren't there with you. But I hope that you know that I love you so much, that we love you so much.

I know you're with Chubby, Jordan, and Blake now. So you and Jordan should stop fighting now, okay? Instead, be a team and protect the pack together up there, okay?

Carrie, my Carrie Boy, my Care Bear, my Baby Boy, our Sentinel Dog, Staircase Dog, Kewie, Care Care, Carry Berry, Sonic Howler, Karrie Karrie, Carry, my Roomate, my Carrie Baby, thank you for loving us and protecting us all these years. Thank you for giving us so much joy and so much happiness. I will cherish all those sweet memories of you forever.

Run free now. I will never forget you. Save a room for you and me up there. I love you so much, Carrie.