My first family dog, Merlot. He died on Friday, February 10, at fourteen years old. My dad said my Yiayia called and asked us to send Merlot. Yiayia loved him—she got such kick out of him always deciding to snuggle up next to her on the couch. She would pat his head and he would sit there loving it. My mom lost her mother two week ago and now her hairy baby boy. She was very attached to him and so was I. I don't have more to say—we lost another family member.
I watched Merlot and Kai last spring when my parents were traveling. Merlot would pee outside then immediately dart right back to my apartment buildings door, slipping right out of his harness. It was kind of hilarious. I have to keep reminding myself of all the funny things Merlot did because he was seriously like no other dog I've ever met.