Nook 1992-2007
My beloved dog died on Febuary 2nd. I was home and should've stayed by your side, but I was too busy to just stop and sit with you. I knew she wasn't doing well, but I thought there would be time to take her to the vet in the morning. Had I known you weren't going to make it until morning I would've never left you alone for a second. When daddy went to see how you were doing, you were gone, but it should've been me who checked on you. It was me who brought you home when you were only 6 weeks old. It should've been me you were with you when you left my life too. She was always there to cuddle when I was feeling low. She was my baby before I had babies. I wish I could cuddle her just one more time, pet her sweet little head and scratch behind her ears. I loved the way she growled when she played fetch with her "no-man." She would bark at the mailman everyday. She loved to run and would turn around and look at me as if to say, "You coming mom?"
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