Charlie, you've been a good dog.

Charlie lived with me for half of my life.
9 years old.
He was strong, fast(despite his size) and intelligent.
Other than lightning claps and explosions, Charlie was fearless.
He killed snakes and rats.
He's a real sweet heart though.
He can be so manja at time, especially when he wants to stay in the house,
No one can resist not petting him.
He has his own night life.
He loves to go out to chill with other dogs in the neighbourhood through a hole he dug under the fence.
Till date we have yet to be able to seal the hole.
When he was very young, he almost died once.
A problem in the digestive track.
His brother didn't make it, but he did.
Throughout his life he had battled other illnesses as well,
And he prevailed, time after time, until his kidney gave up.
He passed away this afternoon.
I think, he lived well, but he deserved better.
Rest in peace.