{"id":139143,"date":"2023-09-03T00:49:07","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T04:49:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=139143"},"modified":"2023-09-03T00:50:29","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T04:50:29","slug":"poquito-oso","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/poquito-oso\/","title":{"rendered":"Poquito Oso"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Smallest of the litter,<\/p>\n<p>I didn\u2019t want him at first,<\/p>\n<p>my eyes on his bigger sister,<\/p>\n<p>but he won us over with his determined fight<\/p>\n<p>as he pushed to get to the food bowl,<\/p>\n<p>trying to make his way through<\/p>\n<p>the mass of other wiggling puppies.<\/p>\n<p>His color was unusual,<\/p>\n<p>a soft gray, or a \u201cblue\u201d,<\/p>\n<p>and his fur a little softer and longer,<\/p>\n<p>so in the end,<\/p>\n<p>we happily went home with him.<\/p>\n<p>As a puppy,<\/p>\n<p>his tiny little body was small enough<\/p>\n<p>to fit in the pocket of a shirt,<\/p>\n<p>and he did handstands at the food bowl<\/p>\n<p>because he was to short to otherwise reach inside.<\/p>\n<p>What he lacked in stature<\/p>\n<p>he certainly made up for in doggy charm and charisma.<\/p>\n<p>He saw a few of our other dogs come and go,<\/p>\n<p>but always in his mind,<\/p>\n<p>he was the king of the house.<\/p>\n<p>He reached a maximum weight of seven or so pounds,<\/p>\n<p>but it was the loudest seven pounds you\u2019d ever seen,<\/p>\n<p>all heart and personality.<\/p>\n<p>Our little blue boy was always there to greet us when we came home,<\/p>\n<p>and he wanted to be wherever we were in the house.<\/p>\n<p>He loved car rides,<\/p>\n<p>and the drive thru windows were his favorite,<\/p>\n<p>he loved to show off and get attention,<\/p>\n<p>but I\u2019m pretty sure the treats he got were what he enjoyed the most.<\/p>\n<p>But, no matter how big his heart,<\/p>\n<p>and how strong his soul,<\/p>\n<p>even he couldn\u2019t escape the inevitable.<\/p>\n<p>My heart still breaks<\/p>\n<p>thinking about how much I miss his furry face.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s an empty hole in our lives<\/p>\n<p>and in our bed<\/p>\n<p>where he used to be,<\/p>\n<p>but he<br \/>\nwill never be forgotten.<\/p>\n<p>His little pawprints<\/p>\n<p>have left their tracks across our hearts<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">and will never be erased.<strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-139407 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20F19EC4-61DA-4232-8D58-C2DE57B41BE5-300x225.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20F19EC4-61DA-4232-8D58-C2DE57B41BE5-300x225.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20F19EC4-61DA-4232-8D58-C2DE57B41BE5-1024x768.jpeg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/20F19EC4-61DA-4232-8D58-C2DE57B41BE5-768x576.jpeg 768w, 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