I got my sweet little Yorkie when she was just a handful of fluff–
she was about 8 weeks old.
Rosey and I were insepearable from the very start. I worked from home so we were together every day and night. She’d sit on my desk and watch me with her big, brown eyes. We had a very special bond.
I took her with me wherever I went. She loved going for car rides and would sit in her bed and wait for me no matter how long I took. She had a special bed with soft blankets for car rides, many different types of carrying cases so she could go to into stores and other places with me and even flew with me in the passenger compartment
when we went on trips.
All my friends knew that if they wanted me to visit them, Rosey would be coming too. Rosey and I were a team and everyone loved her. She was my loyal companion for 10 years, helping me through some hard times, always looking at me with those big brown eyes
so full of love and understanding.
We’re both getting older but she began showing her age a bit more than I. I knew her time was limited. I was preparing myself for the inevitable…
Four nights ago, on August 10, 2011, Rosey got off the bed where we were snuggling together, climbed down her little doggie stairs and died on the floor at the foot of the bed. She didn’t make a sound and was gone instantly and peacefully. I found her seconds later and picked up her limp little body in my arms. I knew she had already left me…
I am comforted knowing Rosey is safe and happy, playing among the flowers and soft green grass at the Rainbow Bridge. I will be coming for her one day and we’ll be together again. The next time will be forever…
XXXXXOOOOO
Rosey, We'll be together again some day...
| ROSEY |
| Doreen Satter |