man's best friend. my best friend.

i'm crying because
he's going to die soon.
my baby, my puppy,
the one i've had since i was
just three. i love him
more than anything else.
tears spill down over my
lips because my buddy
probably won't be here
this time next year.

a/n: he's already 12 years old.
He won't go outside when Mom leaves for work anymore.
He can barely see or hear.
I got him when I was three.
It's my earliest memory.
He's always been here.
What am I going to do without him?