Today, this morning, I was told that my my lifelong best friend and practically my little brother was to be put down for his sake. I’ve already posted the news on Twitter but I felt it’d be best for here too because Idunno, some people watch me here too and I have plenty of art with the character that I based off my poodle, Odin, here as well. George was adopted from a box of Poodle Puppies on Christmas Night 2006 in Mandan, North Dakota, by my mother and aunt who were passing through the streets. He was so small and so adorable that it was easy to welcome him into the family, but to me, at Age 7, I finally discovered what it was like for a boy to have a dog. As the years went by and I got older, George was always the first one to the door to greet me from school and Highschool. He loved playing and walking around and chasing geese on the golf course. Sure there were downsides bu they were met with warm embraces and long sit downs and caring for the old man. It was only until I left for the Military, did I realize that he’d get only worse. Me leaving was perhaps his dream or well his life pursuit of being my best friend to see me off, but once I was gone from the house, my Mom could only tell me that he lost weight and didn’t enjoy walks or being with the other dogs. That his body was shutting down as well as his social nature he’s always been known for. And Yesterday, by the time this Journal was put up, was when my mother told me that it was his time to go...

I wish I was there, that he could’ve seen his last moments and been with him as his best friend, and his big brother. But I am happy that now he’s in a better place and his happy little self will forever live on in my heart and the heavens.

The Twitter Post mentioned: https://twitter.com/alchemuso/statu.....564340224?s=21