Champ
Rough few weeks for the Pirtle’s. We lost Champ end of May. The cancer just became too much for him. To lose him left more of a hole in our hearts then I think even we had anticipated. Those four legged little creatures sure become your normal, your life and everyday routines.
He was my shadow. Where I went, so did he.
He was Clint’s best buddy. Where Clint went, so did he.
If I was down the hall and Clint was in the living room, Champ would pace back and forth to make sure each of us was still there and ok.
My morning routine shadow, hitting his head on the bathroom door each and every time. My favorite dog to harass.
Clint’s favorite dog to snuggle. He was the best at it.
Champ loved it when Kyle came home, even if just for a few minutes. He loved that kid
Champ and Sasha became the best of buds over the years too and we can tell the impact of him being gone left on her too.
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Champ was the BEST at giving Mother’s Day flowers.
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We miss that pup something fierce but our hearts are starting to heal. He left our hearts full as I am confident we did his.
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Tragically within a week of losing Champ, Kyle lost his pup Buddy Randall. That dog was Kyle’s sidekick, going everywhere with that kid. There wasn’t a place Kyle went that Buddy Randall wasn’t by his side, or hanging out in his truck waiting for his return.
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Call it cliche and make fun of me all you want… but what helps ease the pain of losing them both so soon is knowing that Champ and Buddy Randall have each other on the other side of that Rainbow Bridge and are rough housing as only those two knew how.
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Thanks for all the kind words, texts and cards sent over the last few weeks. They mean the world. ❤
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