R.I.P Ozzy

For the last 6 years, I had the most beautiful, fun-loving Great Dane named Ozzy. (He was originally named after the Wizard of Oz because my mom is obsessed with the movie.) A few months before I left for Spain, he was diagnosed with cancer. A normal life span for a Great Dane is only 6 to 10 years because they need special care because their bodies are so big. Unfortunately he passed away on 3/8/12, while I was in Spain :(

Even though he is gone, I will never forget:

• How much he loved his belly rubbed and his ears scratched
• How excited he would get when we got home or when it was time to eat
• How protective he was of me and my family
• How much he loved peanut butter and popsicles
• How he didn't know his own size or strength
• How he would jump on the couch to try and sit with us even though he was way too big
• How much he loved the snow and car rides
• How he would lay his head next to mine when I laid on the couch
• How he tried to eat and tear up EVERYTHING
• How jealous he would get if you pet anyone else but him, including my cats
• His big, beautiful puppy dog eyes
• Even though he was so big, how much of a baby he actually was
• How fresh he was :)
• How he would always sit on my feet to get as close as possible
• How he always knew when I was sad or something was wrong

Until we meet again, rest in peace baby boy. Miss & love you!