When Adam and I were dating and young and in love, we spent hours on the phone. Adam was doing an internship in DC and I had just started grad school. In the late hours as i was drifting off to sleep i used to make Adam tell me stories. Adam would tell me stories about Mrs. J and Mr. J and there many adventures as newlyweds. They had a beautiful golden retriever named Hunter. This dog became part of our future dreams. Part of our happily ever after.
After we had been married awhile, I came home to a surprise. The sweetest golden puppy ever. I immediately fell in love and decided that this sweet puppy was a "Charlie" not "Hunter" . Adam had literally picked out the best dog ever. Over the years Charlie became a member of our family.
Charlie loved babies. Especially my babies. He also loved sweets. Especially cookies and cupcakes and has stolen many behind our backs. He loved socks. He loved being outside. He loved to be close.he loved to eat balls. He loved his "chair". He loved snow.
The best part of Charlie was his enthusiastic unconditional love. There is nothing like a greeting from Charlie. He always made me feel special even when I didn't deserve it. He was loyal and loving and laid back.
Tonight Charlie died. He had been sick for several days. And it kept getting worse. Medicine didn't seem to help. He was clearly much worse today and Adam took him back to the vet. His liver had failed and he was clearly in pain and beyond their help.