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Nino
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On Friday June 15, 2012 I had to put my Nino to sleep. This was one of the hardest things that I ever had to do. I knew that I had to do it because I felt as if he was suffering, and I didn't want him to suffer.
My dad brought Nino home when I was 17, a senior in high school. I will be 32 in July. Nino had been there for every up and down. He has been to Louisiana and Mississippi. He was the best dog ever. He was my source of comfort, he always listened, he was woman's best friend.
I remember when my husband first left and I was a mess. I was just crying and crying asking myself why, and what I did wrong. Nino heard me crying and he jumped in the bed with me and comforted me. He put his head on my thigh to let me know he was there. He just laid there with me and we fell asleep together.
My dad always tells the story of when my mom had cancer and he came home crying, Nino was there and noticed that he was crying and he put his head on my dad's knee. My dad loves to say how Nino brought him back to life. He provided my dad with comfort that day.
When my mom was at home recovering from the cancer, Nino was there with her everyday, looking out for her. Well I don't know how but she says that him being there helped her out alot.
They say that dogs can help the sick.
This dog will be missed tremendously. I been thinking about him everyday. I look for him because I forgets. My 2 year old niece comes over and she always ask, " Where Nino, Aunt Vonnie? "
My sister told me something so sweet on the day he died, she said, " Well Jo you had the pleasure of a wonderful comforter and he had a great mother." Its so true, he was well taken care of and he lived a long and healthy life.
May Nino R.I.P. March 1, 1996 - June 15, 2012
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Our last picture together
Nino and Jo |