“The road goes on forever & the party never ends.” Robert Earl Keen
2024 was going to be my year, except for my best friend, the love of my life and partner in crime, who passed away in his sleep on January 8th. There really are no words to describe the hole that has been left in my heart and life now that he is gone.
Remington was more than a dog; he was almost human. He loved Reeces Peanut Butter Cups. They were his absolute favorite forbidden food. Remington loved to sample new human foods and would often give puppy-dog eyes until you would relent and give him whatever it was that he wanted. In this picture, he is attempting to sweet-talk my mom out of an Oreo cookie.
Here is my ride-or-die bestie! Remington was always ready to go. Each trip was a new adventure and an opportunity to sample whatever fast food was along the way.
In January of 2011, Remington came to live with me. He was a mess of fecal-encrusted matted hair with nonstop energy. At first, his enthusiasm for mischief was terrifying. However, it didn’t take long before we were not only best friends but partners in crime.
Since he came to live with me, I did very little without Remington at my side. He became a certified service dog, alerting me to glucose level changes. As a diabetic-alert dog, he saved my life more than once. I became accustomed to that long snout poking me if my sugars were out of whack.
In January of 2011, Remington came to live with me. He was a skinny, matted mess with a splotch of blue-dyed hair on his hip, and he smelled horrible. I tried to brush him and clean him up, but in the middle of January, he was shaved down to nothing. I had a naked poodle. It didn’t stop him, though; he became a loving and active member of the Payton family.
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