My Best Friend

• by Dorian
• 1 year ago

Put my 13 year old border collie to sleep this morning and this poem literally describes him. Don't know how I'm gonna fill this hole he's left in my heart. I don't think I could ever own a dog again

• by Riley
• 3 years ago

My dog is my best friend. I talked to him about everything. I took him for walks, he played with me, we even ate together. Sadly, he passed on. His name was Gus and he was the best. But now I have a dog called Petey that I do the same types of things with.

• by Kris
• 5 years ago

Dogs are one of the most precious and loving friends. They are caring and obedient to their best buds, and they are super loyal. Throughout these years I have lost some best buds and I still miss them so much. They are one of the prettiest and cutest friend'ss we as humans have. I feel so sorry to hear the time all of you felt sad for your own loving buds. But in heavan you might see your best buds.
Kris

• by Lisa K. Putnam, Sandy, Oregon
• 6 years ago

I've had many dogs in my life! Growing up as a little girl, I remember my father taking my younger sister and me to pick out our first dog. He was a terrier mix, and my father named him Spud because his fur had similar colors as a potato! Later on we realized that the name fit his personality too! He was the holy terror of the neighborhood! He liked to run and get into everything! In my adult life I've had many golden retrievers! They are very good family dogs, very happy, and show a lot of love. My last Golden was a male named Jake. He was a great champion and made my husband and I laugh constantly! We enjoyed his company so much. He always gave unconditional love 24/7! We lost him to lymphoma cancer two years ago at the age of eight (56 doggie years)! Now we have a chocolate lab named Cocoa who we rescued after someone dump him in our neighborhood. He is my best buddy and has given me much joy and laughter! Dogs are truly God's gift from heaven!

• by Patricia Cisco
• 6 years ago

Aren't they the most loyal friends? Love this poem. Although I don't know your furry pal, I feel like I already do from your poem. Cherish and enjoy your days together.

• by Virender Singh
• 7 years ago

For all dog lovers, the irony is that our best friends (dogs) have a shorter life than us. But don't be afraid of such things. Maybe we are here to serve them from the bottom of our hearts. Thanks my lovely doggy for teaching me a lesson of caring and sharing as it's your world. You will always be remembered.

• by Christopher Ray V. Liwag
• 8 years ago

Hey Buddy

Hey there, dear buddy, please don't cry;
I'm always here for you remember? And boy, you should see me fly!
I have so many friends here, big and small.
No pain, no sorrow, you don't have to worry at all!!

I'm sorry I had to go, I know you didn't want to;
You have given all that you could, but I just couldn't push through.
I know you didn't give up; you did your very best,
But you have to understand that it was time for me to rest.

Thank you, dear friend, I will never forget you;
I will cherish the moments we had and your love so true;
Do care for another dog, there are many of us in need;
They all long for a companion and they will love you just as much as I did.

So wipe them tears, they take good care of me here;
I'll still be guarding you day and night, so have no fear;
I've always wanted to tell you that you were my everything, dear friend;
I will wait for the day where we will see each other again.

• by Kayla, Hawaii
• 13 years ago

My best friend was my pet too. I could go and talk to him whenever I need to get something off my chest. It was part of my daily routine, he was there until the end. And you can never replace a best friend like that, they will always have a special place in your heart no matter what happens. They love and care about you just as much as you love and care about them. It goes back to the golden rule "Treat others as you would want to be treated."

• by Jay, Kent
• 13 years ago

My best friend scooter my furry friend died a couple of months ago aged 17.5 yrs. The night before he died my friend bought a 9 week old puppy to see me and asked whether I was interested I of course said no because I still had my boy scooter and I did not think it would be fair. Sadly the next day scooter died of a massive stroke my heart was broken! My friend after a couple of days asked if I would look after the puppy which I agreed to for the day. This little bundle of joy made me so happy and did everything to please me and when the day ended I told my friend I was keeping him firstly because scooter had met him and I think scooter looked at him and thought you will do for my mum because I am now tired. Rupert is his name and he is 5.6 months old and he has filled a large hole and everyday he smothers me with licks and I love him.