We lost our sweet little Bandit on 05-24-15
by David Ray
on Sunday may 24 2015 we went to the YMCA to work out and then came home to change and then took our little girl to chuck e cheese. We came home several hours later and I came in first and found little bandit on his bed not breathing. I carried him out to our car and we took him to a local emergency hospital. I held his little paw on the way. They helped us arrange to have him cremated. In less then 24 hours my little bandit was gone forever. I wanted him cremated so when I die he and his brother who is still with us can be buried with me.
I am a 44 year old man. I am 6'1 and 235 pounds and I always thought I was tough until this happened and have been crying like a baby since Sunday and today is Wednesday. I know it is going to take a long time to get over this. I loved my little bandit more than anything. He was the sweetest little dog I have ever seen. I will always wonder what happened to him since I chose not to have him cut on. I will always love my little bandit and he will never be forgotten.
Always tell those you love just how much you love them because you never know if you will see them again. Death is final.there are no second chances.I'd love to go back and have one more hour with my little boy. It seems I keep thinking about what I did wrong and what I could have done if I was there but I know it was his time to go just like we all will one day. I know god is enjoying his newest little angel in heaven right now. Rest in peace my little bandit. Daddy will always love you