It was in the spring of 84 when you came into my life
your mother and I bought you at Cavendish Mall.
You were in a cage with your brothers and sisters.
They were playing but you were sitting all alone in a corner.
I looked at you and you looked at me.
That was it love at first sight.
You were the cutest little ball of white fur.
So tiny and proud were you.
When we brought you home you explored and sniffed out
your new home. I could tell you were happy
because I was happy to include you in my life.
I remember the first night when I was sitting on the couch
and you wanted to get up. Well you did.
You actually climbed up on the couch with your
little nails digging into the couch for support.
When you finally got up you immediately jumped up on my lap
and started kissing me all over my face.
I think the bond was established at that time and
it grew stronger day by day.
You were so small only 3 months old and you had
the whitest fur I had ever seen.
That’s why we named you Whitey.
The first night in the apartment we put you in the
bathroom. We laid down newspaper and kept on the lights.
You didn’t even cry. You were like a little angel.
In the morning I couldn’t wait to get up to let you out
of the bathroom. You were so happy to see me.
I picked you up and gave you a big kiss.
I felt so good holding you in my arms.
In no time at all you were paper trained.
You were very special to me and your mother.
You were so good that you only made on the newspaper
but you also loved your walks except for one thing
you sniffed the grass but you wouldn’t do anything
you only wanted to go on the newspaper.
I remember the day when you jumped up on the bed and
made a peepee.
You then ran to the door and stood there and I could see by the look
in your eyes that it was your way of telling me
“Daddy I’m a big boy now and I only want to do
my stuff outdoors!
Hi again Whitey it’s Jan. 29 2000 and
you have been gone for a little over 2 months now.
I am still sleeping downstairs in what we used call the
gentlemans quarters.
Now I think of it our special place.
You spent the last days of your life down here.
I slept on the couch and I made you a special place near me
with a pillow blankets and your doggie bed.
Your comforter is under the sofa bed and your red doggie bed
is next to me. I put your ashes in the cabinet with your picture
and special things.
Every night before I go to bed I say goodnight to you.
Do you hear me up there at Rainbow Bridge?
I hope you do Littleman.
One day we will be reunited I know that. Between me and you
Whitey I can’t wait
unfortunately I have to live out my life here on Earth
before we can be reunited again.
I want so very much to hold you in my arms again and
to kiss you all over.
When that day comes Littleman we will be together for eternity.
I will be happy again. On the day you died a part
of me died to.
Hi Whitey tomorrow is Feb. 14 2000
you would have been 16 years old. Happy Birthday Littleman.
I hope that your life at the Bridge is pleasant.
I have tears in my eyes Littleman. I miss you so terribly much.
My life hasn’t been the same since you left me..
I go on day by day but I’m not happy anymore.
It was you who made me happy.
When I came home from work you were always there to greet me.
No matter how I felt I enjoyed coming home because you were there.
Now I just go through the motions.
Do you remember how I always said I’ll be home in 5 minutes Littleman.
On many occasions when I opened the door from the garage
you were lying right at the door waiting.
When I used to go out to restaurants
I always tried to bring you home food. I enjoyed asking for a doggie bag.
Now when I go to restaurants not asking for a doggie bag makes me sad.
When we used to go to the country a lot
and me and your mother went to Gibby’s
the servers there knew to prepare you a huge bag of steak bones.
You were so happy eating them and I was happy watching you.
I don’t think I will ever be the same.
There is an emptiness in my heart and
I believe there is a place called Rainbow Bridge and
I know you are there waiting for me.
Mike
| Mike Green |