Dear Roxy,

A few days ago, I came home to your wagging tail greeting me at the door. I always made sure I said hello to you first out of the three pets because well, you were my favorite and everyone knew that (especially you). I know playing favorites isn't really fair but let's face it, we had a bond that was just as strong as all my human friendships.

I remember when we first got you. I came home from school one day, I was in 6th grade and I called my mom when I got in the house. She asked me if I looked in the living room yet and I told her no and asked what was in there. I looked over and saw a precious little puppy in a little cage. I never freaked out so much in my life, I ran over and let you out and immediately started to pet you and pick you up. I was so excited and I even got to name you. I was kind of an "edgy" preteen, so I thought that Roxy sounded really cool and that we were going to be "rebels" together.

For years I let you sleep on the bed with me, I walked you and made sure you had all the love in the world. I played with you outside and gave you treats. Even when we got another dog, you were still number one in my heart. Once the selfie craze started and social media was becoming a huge thing, I would share you with the world and take a million selfies with you. Up until your last days, I would snap pictures of us with dog filters and make you do photo shoots with flower crowns. I loved to just spend time with my dog and sometimes that was all I needed.

A few days ago, I had to say goodbye to you. I know that you weren't ready to go yet but unfortunately, Boxers don't really stay on Earth that long. You passed away the day before your 9th birthday. I truly am devastated that I will no longer come home to your precious face greeting me or be able to take another picture with you, or just cuddle with you. You left me with the memories of your great life and how it has impacted mine. I love you forever my four-legged best friend, and I will miss you greatly.

Love,

Kristen