Moonie

Moonie was the family k-9 companion. I grew up with him for 13 to 14 amazing and blessed years. He was one one or two when he found this little injured pup on the streets. We took him in and shortly after he became our little moonie. He was a stronge powerful little guy who bearly reached 2 feet tall. He was a jack russel/whipped mix. He was so full of energy and loved absolutly everyone. But he was teritoral so dogs were his enemy. He was a fat happy 15 year old dog when he was taken from us.

I remember it like it was yesterday. The feelings. The screams. The pain. The blood....

He was taken from us at 15 by an unknown enemy. Some say it was the bobcat thats lives close by. Some say it was a coyote. But the possiblity of a health problem also stands. So his death was unknown. But what we do know is a foul beast came and fed off his body. Then left him only half barried. He was creamated the day after we found him. Mom holds his ashes while i have a paw printed stone that was done at the creamation. I also hold his death certificate....and the memory of finding him....

This gift art was done for me shortly after i returned to school. The art was done by my amazing and supportive friend TheFrozenPhoenix. She has stayed by me through a lot. I will forever be thankful. This art gave his mangled bloody memory a new bright happy glow. This one little picture seemed to erase most of the memory of when i had found him and replace it with his happy smile. I will never forget that day, this picture, and i will never forget him.

I love you brother. May you rest in peace.