It seems like only yesterday on my birthday my parents said to me, ok you can have a puppy for your birthday! We already had an older dog and I really wanted a puppy. But there was a catch no rottweilers,dobermans etc.. So being a teenager I took their money and went straight to a private breeder I saw in the paper and suprise suprise he had rottweiler puppies it only took me 1 minute to find my mase. I remember his little butt w/ no tail and the love he had for me the second I picked him up. I remeber walking out the door and the man I bought him from grabbed me. He looked me dead in the eye, he said..please remember myh words, this animal will be your partner, he will love you everyday and never stop. He will be there good and bad and will take a chunck of your heart that no one will ever replace...he then let go and said be good to him, never hurt him, just love him for he lives for no one else but you.

I walked out of there got into my car, I held my little boy who is now mine, I rolled my window down looked at the breeder and said I promise! He watched me go with tears in his eyes as he waived goodbye to us. Next came the fear of showing my parents my choice, it was soooo scary to walk in that door and their they were will not happy faces, they fought with me to bring him back they feared for safety of us when he would get older. But I refused,cried and begged to keep him I told them I love him already and you dont have to worry, he will love everyone back. I won in the end but my parents werent very close to him at 1st, but even after a day or so they couldnt keep there hands off. Everyday that went by I couldnt wait to see my dog again. I couldnt go into a store without buying him a toy oy bone, I couldnt even go to the store with out him. We were best friends. He followed me all over my house day and night , slept with me and from what everyone said when I was gone he was very said and layed by my door until I came home. We went to dog parks, beaches, even brought him on little vacations. He loved the water but would never swim, he would go far enough into the ocean until you could only see his head, it was so funny. He chewed everything possiblr, but when he was mad he like chewing electronics, remotes, dvds etc...

Mase was very unique, he seemed to know me inside and out. He never left my side if I was sick or sad and new to run to the door on weekends cause he new we were going to the park or for a ride, and new the difference when I would go to work in the morning he wouldnt even bother to go to the door. He was my buddy, stuck with me through good and bad relationships, sat on my lap if I would sit on the floor and at 176 pounds he was no lap dog! Every holiday there are memories that we shared with our pet, christmas he was the 1st to get his present and stocking then he was in charge of chewing up all of our wrapping paper. 4th of july he loved to bark at the fireworks we and chase the ones we lit in the backyard. There are just soo many things I remember.

I could never forget how the second floor to my house there is a bay window that looks down to the backyard, it didnt matter what time or how sneaky I was he new when I was at that window watching him. He would be sitting in the middle of the yard enjoying the weather, but always would look back up at that window.

I dreaded the day he would not be here anymore and I would always say , I will not be able to handle him leaving my life, I said I could not go on it would be to hard. He became a part of me.

So anyone reading this that has a pet and for tens years I had something so innocent and dear and so many memories... that when I got the bad news my heart broke. We brought him to the vet, he was losing weight and limping on the front leg. They kept him for xrays and I remeber calling my mom 100 times that day asking if she got any news. I cried at work with just the thought of something being wrong. I fianlly heard the news and it was not good. It was bone cancer. I cried and cried, I was angry I said no this isnt happenikng not my masey, he is to good to suffer like that. They have to fix him. We went to the dr that night. It was to far along amputation was not an option , they said today is not the day but you cant be selfish. The time will come and you must do whats pets for him, not yourself. We brought him home that night and my mind was racing and all my memories were flashing in my head. I started thinking how much I will miss all the little things I took for granted like hearing him snore like a human at night, and now it will be silent. Or when a dog would come on the television he would run to the glass and bark. He would watch the tv waiting for the dog to appear again. I think I started greiving even though he was still here. I did the best I could to spend every minute with him and making him comfortable. We made him steaks and let him have whatever he wanted. Even on medication he was in pain, but still would have a sparkle in his eye everytime he looked at me.

This is were it gets hard, but made me realize there is something out there, god does work in mysterious ways. I said to my family and fiance, when the day comes if he does not pass on his own I will not have the strenght to take him to end his suffering. They all said they would be there for me and do whatever I wanted. So time went by the doctor said he had a couple months. It was horrible I was a mess, I started reading other peoples stories and how their coping. I read poems like the rainbow bridge which is the most amazing poem for pets.

He was doing ok for a while and out of no where friday 12/21/2007 he was actng sooo strange. He refused his pills he would not eat. That night he sat near my bed and cried. I got up and let him outside. He never came back in and it was freezing. I looked outside and he was laying on his side in the yard, my heart dropped. I ran to him but he was alive. I picked him up back legs then front until he stood. He came back in the house and repeated this 5 more times, like he wanted to be alone. That morning he resused to eat and take his pills. So I had to physically put them down his throat and hold his mouth shut. I got the dirtiest look from him. I called the vet I said its time to switch his meds, he doesnt like pills we hide them in all foods and he will not budge. The vet told me to bring him down that there were many other medication options such as patches, injections etc... I went with my mom and I remember looking back in the rearview mirror and thinking how could look back there and he wont be there one day? He got paw prints all over my seats and I would laugh at him. We get to the vet, she came in she looked at us and said its time. It seems like is spread to his lungs and he is suffering. I looked at her and my mom and I said wait I came here to get medicine he was doing fine? Its only been 3 weeks. She said then was not his time, now is and you cant be selfish. I tried to call the rest of my family no one was around , my sister was working my dad was in queens, my brother was away on vacation and I said I cant do this without them saying goodbye. I got through to my dad and he said dont make mase suffer let him go. We made the choice to put him to sleep. The vet gave us a few minutes to say goodbye. My boyfriend came later on and waited for us. We were in there for 3 hours. We told the vet ok , he was so big we left him on the floor were he was comfortable. I held him head as he slowly drifted away, he kept opening his eyes looking at me then closing them again. He was at peace he felt no pain and for those few seconds before it ended he was there with me not suffering. I told him I will never forget him and that the words the breeder told me from day one were soooo true, you left me and took a chucnk of my heart. I told him he made everyday of my life worth living. And always had my heart. We left the room, my boyfriend asked to go back in he wanted to tell mase a couple things. He later told me that he will always be there for me and take good care of me for mase. We got home put some of his things away it was very hard to look around. It was so quiet felt so empty. For anyone that read the penny story when your pet dies, it will drop pennies for you to remind you their thinking of you and their ok, I sat and stared at the floor in front of me. My tears wouldnt stop. Then my mom asked me if im ok and I looked at her and said , how do I know I did the right thing, how do i know hes happy. She looked at me and said hes happy, and he is young and strong again and he is with our other pets and family that passed. I then started crying again and sitting right in front of me was a penny! I freaked out it may sound crazy but it was in the spot I was starring at for 20 min, I picked it up and kissed it. I knew I had done the right thing and that he will always be with me. to this day I found 12. There is a god he tricked me to the vet cause I could have never brought him, my boyfriend was supposed to propose to me the day mase died, but mase wouldnt leave me until he knew I was gonna be ok. And pennies I love them. And I get bye knowing hes here and I say ti him until we meet again!