I know she is gone, but I still see her everywhere. When I m riding in the car she is sitting beside me, with that bored look of superiority looking straight
ahead. Every time a bird lands on the pool sweep I can see her lips quiver with indignation and hear her moaning, asking me to let her out. I see her running
to chase the birds out of her yard. I still sit at my desk and feel her eyes boring holes into my back if I have forgotten to give her a treat that day. I can
still feel her soft fur under my hands as I stroke her. At night as I sleep I still feel her lying next to me with her precious head on the pillow. She was
the perfect companion. Her patience with me when I was short tempered, her joy when someone came to visit. All to short!
I know she is with the Lord Now. I will never get over her death, but I am slowly learning to celebrate her life. She taught me so much and I am afraid I never really appreciated her gift to me,
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE AND DEVOTION,PLEASE WAIT FOR ME AT THE BRIDGE I WILL BE THERE SOON.