Mellow Hatch

Mellow was my soul dog, I got him when he was 2 months old and I’ve had him till his last day. He fits his name, he was mellow. He was my first personal pet and he showed me unconditional love and support when times of depression hit me throughout the last 12 years.

He loved to go camping and swimming and sleeping on the couch. He LOVED new toys and balls. I would get him a new toy almost every time I went to the store. His favorite toys were stuffed animals and screaming chickens. He would jump for tree branches, he was our tree trimmer.

My then boyfriend, at the time of his adoption, adopted his sister Lala, they grew up together. She is currently still alive and well. We were, unfortunately, not able to let them see each other before Mellow died. These last couple months his health had been going down hill. He could barely walk the last couple days he was alive. I knew when he looked into my eyes the night before his passing, he was in pain and I believe he was telling me it’s time to let him go.

I think about him every day, I look for him every time I walk in my front door. I feel a part of my soul died with Mellow and I can never replace him.

I love you Mellow, and I know you are waiting at the end of that rainbow bridge.