I Lost Finnegan to Westie Lung Disease 4 Weeks Ago
Finnegan was one of a kind. I got him when he was just 8 weeks old, but held him at 1 day and again at 5.5 weeks. He was my everything. I was closer to him than I have been to any human. We shared a special bond. He moved with me countless times and we always were together. I loved walking with him and spending time with him every single day. Whenever I had to be separated, for a short trip, or anything, I missed him every second. We played together at least once a day and I always told him how much I loved him. I loved his little "terrier" stink and I loved how he would run around after a bath. He used to steal my pillows and commandeer the entire bed even though he was small. He loved to watch TV and hated Alec Baldwin and Kiefer Sutherland. His personality was big and he was always happy. A true best friend and he will be missed forever.