Mojo

I wish Ruth could have met Mojo and grown up with him. Mojo Mulligan. Funny Little Man Dog. Bud Bud. Sooo many other nicknames. He was truly a remarkable dog. for 14 years I had to pleasure of having him at my side, through all the joys and all the sadness. From my best day to my absolute worst Mojo was with me. He stayed beside me while I was broken and rejoiced with me when I was whole again and he never held it against me - all those days I could barely function and couldn't play frisbee with him, his love for me never wavering. He was a frisbee champ in his youth, he won an obedience  contest once - judged by Kelly Bishop of the Gilmore girls - my favorite show. He made proud so many times.  It's been 5 months now and Karma is starting to not cry as much, I don't think she will ever be happy again though. He was her best friend for her whole life. The days and weeks after he died he would stand in the hall and just cry/howl when she was alone. She misses him as much as I do. Her heart hurts as much as mine and it kills me that I can't help her. We have new flooring put in the house and tore out the carpeting - for nearly a month after Karma would just stand outside, rain,snow, cold she didn't care she just stood there and would sniff the air for the longest time - like she was trying to find him again since the house no longer held his scent. Losing him has been so painful, and watching Karma's heart break has been almost as bad. You were my number one boy pal dog Mojo. I will miss you every day for as long as I live.  I hope you and Ruth have found each other and are playing across that rainbow bridge.