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RIP Master Yoda of Puddles and Beach aka Chunk

Part of all of us has died. We all suffer in our own way. Daddy responded angrily saying we would never get another dog, Sister cried and said that God must have needed a very special dog to have taken you away. Your beloved mate has mourned you every day, it seems like she expects to find you every time the door opens, at the end of every walk, every ride in the truck,and every time she opens her eyes from sleeping.
Me, I keep having to remind my self your gone. My heart looks for you as Evangeline does. I wish I would wake up to find out that this has all been a bad dream. I miss talking with you and your hugs and kisses. I miss your childlike enthusiasm about jumping on the couch. I feel responsible for you. If I hadn't been worried about something happening to me maybe I would have gotten to you in time to save you. Maybe if I had done CPR longer or better you would have come back to us. I hate what this has done to our home, it's way to quiet without your thunderous snoring, and way to boring without you silliness. You brightened our every day, and gave us your infectious love. We will never be the same. Your death has left our heart trampled (with your big bully paws), wet with slobber, and aching for our next life together. we love and miss you, God bless you Chunk.

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