by Angelia
(Niagara Falls, NY)
Last week Friday, I woke up to find my 8 year old American Bulldog Charlie had passed away in his sleep. We believe he had a heart attack. I’ve had him since he was a puppy.
In 2014 I got real sick and almost lost my life. After spending 6 months in the hospital, I came home and he never left my side after that. Since he passed, I have been a wreck. He was my bubba.. my ESA.. My good boy.
Today I received one of his memorials, and I lit a candle in his memory.
Charlie is in his final resting place, where I can visit him whenever I want. I know I’ll see him again someday... when I get called to heaven, he will be waiting at the door.
Charlie 1/22/13~ 4/23/21