I was a senior in high school when my mom and dad brought Don Vito home. I remember the day very clearly. I was home while my mom and dad were out shopping and my mom walked into the house and told me they got a puppy and my dad was outside with him. I walked into the front yard and saw my dad laying on the grass and playing with him. He was so freaking cute with his floppy ears and giant paws. Little did we know then that he'd be a short, stocky little thing!
I have many fond memories of Don. He would sit with me while I studied, he would attack my ponytail when I laid on the floor... he would dance for my mom and the cats loved him.
He became a grumpy old man in the last few years but he would still melt your heart when he'd look at you with those precious brown eyes as you pet him.
He reminded me a lot of a puppy once again in his last few months... He was such a loving soul. I'm going to miss him so much. I knew the day was coming that we would lose him but his death still stung . Losing a furry baby always breaks my heart. R.I.P. Don Vito. You will be greatly missed.