Today, I had to say goodbye to my baby boy. He was only 3 years old — just a little one, full of life, joy, and unconditional love.

It happened so suddenly. One simple jump from the bed… and everything changed. He herniated a disc in his neck, and despite every hope, every prayer, and every tear, the damage was too severe. Paralysis set in. The vets tried everything, but no surgery, no medication could save him.

There are no words for the heartbreak I feel. My house is quiet, but my heart is screaming. His toys still sit untouched. His little bed is still warm. And I find myself listening — hoping to hear his tiny paws or his happy bark one more time.

He was more than a pet. He was my baby, my best friend, my little light on dark days. We only had three short years, but he filled them with enough love to last a lifetime.

This pain is unbearable, but I share this story not just in sorrow, but in remembrance — of a soul so pure, so sweet, and so special.

If you’ve ever loved and lost, you understand. And if you can, please send a little prayer for me and my family tonight. We’re holding on to memories and to the hope that one day, we’ll meet again — where there are no more injuries, only tail wags and endless fields to run in.

Run free, baby boy. You’ll always be loved. Always. 🩷🐾