I never thought I’d have to make this video. This might be the longest TikTok I’ve ever made—not because of the length, but because every second feels heavy. Heavy with memories, with pain, with love, and with loss. Rest in peace, Dre.
Dre wasn’t just a pet, not just a dog, or a cat, or whatever you saw in the clips I posted—he was my family. My shadow. The one who greeted me at the door every single time like I was the most important person in the world. He had this way of making even the worst days feel a little lighter, just by being there, tail wagging or head resting in my lap.
I’ve scrolled through so many videos, trying to find the right ones to include in this. The ones that show Dre being goofy, rolling in the grass, barking at the wind, or cuddled up next to me while I edited late at night. Each clip is a memory frozen in time, and now they mean more than ever.
He got sick so suddenly. One day he was running and playing, and the next he was tired, not eating, looking at me like he knew something I didn’t want to believe. I did everything I could. We all did. But sometimes love isn’t enough to keep someone here.
I held him at the end. I told him I loved him. I thanked him for everything. And now… now I have to learn to live without him.
If you’ve ever lost a pet, you know the silence they leave behind is the loudest thing in the world. This TikTok isn’t for views. It’s for Dre. It’s my goodbye. It’s my way of holding onto him just a little longer.
Thank you, Dre, for every moment. I’ll never forget you. Run free now, my boy. 🕊️💔
