Muffin by Patricia Henderson / Mommy

My little chicken noodle, my little coconut. I love you and miss you more and more each day. Who would have known I would have had two Muffins in my life.

But that was your name when we found you – hit by a car, unwanted, vet bills no one could afford to pay or want to pay. So even though we didn’t know you we took you home, got you medical care, took care of you
for the next ten years.

All you wanted was a home and to be in a warm house. When you first came here every time I would let you out into the backyard you would turn around and look at me. Like you were afraid I wouldn’t let you back in. But you knew I loved you and this was your home and you belonged.

You were the only dog I had that looked at me every day as if to say “I Love You”. And you knew I loved you.

I miss you little Muffin. I’m sorry you got old and sick but I took care of you. The first five years of your life were not good – if only you could talk – but the last ten were wonderful.

I miss waking up and seeing you sleeping in your bed. I miss how excited you got when you knew I would pick you up so you could sleep in my bed. And I just miss you – I know you’re in heaven with my first Muffin. And Prince. And I hope you know how much I really loved you.

 

I love you my little chicken noodle!