Happy 19th Birthday, Rex.

Today would have been your 19th birthday. I miss you so much.

You were the one who never abandoned me during my hardest days.
You stayed when things were dark, when I was tired, when I felt alone.

How I wish you were still here.

I hope you are now in heaven with Dad. Please help me take care of him, just like you always took care of me. I hope you are free now — running, playing, doing whatever makes you happiest.

You were never “just a dog.”
You were family. You were comfort. You were loyalty. You were love.

Wait for me, Rex.
One day, I hope to see you again.

I really miss you.