goodbye my friend

Dear Happy.
It was a Saturday and I was still in high school at the time. I missed my SAT test for you. I got the phone call from the Sacramento Animal Shelter and they said that you were finally adoptable. They told me that they found you walking in the street bewildered. I adopted you on November 3rd. That day began terribly. I was fighting with mother, as usual. However it ended wonderfully. I took you home, and gave you a warm bath, scrubbed the matted fur and the shelter funk out of you. You ate out of my hands and I called you mine. I miss you. You have been the greatest friend and dog anyone could ever ask for. I was very lucky to have you. You were there through depression, mom-issues, midnight walks, drunken stupors. There were times that I hoped that I was the one that saved you when I adopted you, but I can surely say that you saved me. I could always count on you. You were a peculiar dog. You barked at the toaster. Certain dryers were your enemies. You were a beggar. You were not like your namesake. You were shy and scared, but always reliable. You made me happy. You'll always be in my heart, also it is shattered because you are gone. I lost you on January 5, 2011, but I truly hope there's a heaven. I truly hope I can at least see you one day, soon. Until then, my memory of you will always be this picture. Warm, and comfortable, sitting in the sun, basking in Happyness.