It is really weird how it just seems like yesterday when we got Vinny. This poor dog has been through so much. His first owners had died and the house he lived in burned down to the ground. His first owners were violenty shot to death, explaining Vinny's fear of loud bangs. After he lost his first owners, he was given to another lady. She loved him, but she didn't really take a whole lot of care of him, Vinny would just be outside all of the time. It's ironic, because at first, when us Dayton kids had first met Vinny years before we even thought of adopting him, we didn't even like him. We yelled at him, and even tossed a bullfrog at him. But years later, Vinny needed a new home. Believe it or not, but if it weren't for my siblings, Tyler and Lexi, we never would have had Vinny in our family. Vinny is a symbol, my whole family may not understand the symbolism, but two days before we adopted Vinny our house was robbed. Over $30,000 of belongings were stolen. Vinny symbolized hope to me. I not saying this because he passed away, his bubbly mood always had the power to make me happy. Vinny was seen as a little booger but everyone who has met him, wound up loving him. There is no one that I know that doesn't love Vinny. You know I thought that Vinny would be moving with us. He has had the power to survive, he survived a burning house, he has survived living outside in harsh climates, he survived being hit by a truck that was big enough to tear an Elephant up, he survived a whole lot of things that little dogs have never had the capacity to, Vinny had always had the will to push-on and to stay alive. I can't also say that Vinny was innocent, he was the little survivor, he had a mind set that he was the alpha. He never showed this aggression to people, but he had always had the ability to intimidate most of the bigger dogs. But this is what caused his death, he was just trying to play with a husky that got loose, and the husky violently killed him. The part that tore me most is that the night before he passed away, I was playing with him, joking with him about how he's in his mid-life crisis (I beleive that he is seven years old). He was just so bubbly and happy. Vinny and I have just done so much together. I may have winced when I had to fill the dog dishes, or cleaned Vinny's poop, or listen to him bark, but I had a REAL BOND with Vinny. He was my little Angel. He would usually go to the side of my bed every night and prompt me to pick him up. Even though he passed on, I still wait for him to rub his long fur on my hand, I still wait to hear his little paws click as he runs around the house, and I am even waiting to hear him bark, to alert us of what's going on, even if it just was a leaf in the wind. He wasn't just a dog, in my eyes he was a brother to me. He had the ability to make me happy when I was sad, the ability to cheer up Lexi when she was at rock bottom, the ability to make Tyler realize that God is up there, the ability to make Austin smile, the ability to keep Destiny happy and give her company, the ability to make my Mom do her silly voice she does when she is being funny, the ability to make Uncle Don, a Lab lover pick him up and love him, the ability to make even the neighbors who we had a rivalry with years ago love him, the ability to make Dad who claims that he disliked pick him up and cuddle with him, the abilty to make little Dennis so happy with him that he couldn't let him go, the ability to make Jannik, a foreign exchange student from Germany to like little dogs, the ability to make Tiffany laugh, the ability to make Brian miss him every time he leaves Dayton, to make Aunt Penny smile, the ability to make Adam not use his sarcasm, the ability to make Blake not want to be mean, the ability to make those who dislike him love him, this is what made Vinny my Angel, he was more than just a little white Pomerainian. He has touched the hearts of all of us who have known him, who have seen him run in his circles, who have heard him bark, who have held him and felt the warmth of his body.
I'll love you buddy, and I see one day. Rest In Peace Vinny.
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poem Not "just a dog"by vabavaimu1,112 views
REST IN PEACE, Haha, I hope you can eat all the steak you want to in Heaven...
SuperNeeko 3 years ago