The passing of a dog…

[Booth9999]

RIP Mike Tyson Booth
(11/27/2013-5/23/23)
What do you say about a creature that you birthed into your hands and then held his head while he passed. Family! Most of you may not know but Tyson was my work dog (more than a work dog, my daily companion). Waking up this morning and him not there to greet me is rough. He was the best dog I could’ve ever asked for, every day he would get up with me and go to work, wander the job sites never string more than sight distance from me; watching the guys and making sure everybody was safe! He would live practically in the back of my truck, every week on material runs through the desert getting him In-N-Out burgers. That backseat truly was his happiest place on earth and while he was there mine too.
I spend more time with this dog for the past 10 years I have with anybody on earth. We unfortunately found out on Monday that he had terminal bladder cancer, the doctor was able to make him comfortable enough to come spend the day with me. I am beyond heartbroken, gutted, destroyed. 3464 days is never enough. I miss you so much.
Thanks for listening he was such an amazing dog that I wanted to share.