I think about the loss I feel as each day passes it feels more and more real. I named you Tank because it fit, I got scared when your seizures would hit. I came to love you every step of the way, what an impact you made on me every day. You snuggled with me every night and with the other dogs you put up a fight. as little as you were you came to be a love, now your up in heaven with God above. I loved you Tank more then most humans I know, and I feel devastated that you had to go. But your face and character will always be, because I knew that you also loved me.