To my beautiful Beau
I’ll never forget the day I met you and you chose me to be your mommy. You were such a sweet 10 week old puppy.
We came home, and that night I slept on the sofa with you next to me on the floor. I thought I should sleep in the living room because I worried that you would cry for your mother. You were such a big boy. You didn’t utter a sound. You simply got comfortable on your blanket
and slept with me.
It wasn’t too long before the boys went swimming in the creek. You thought they were in danger and jumped in to save them. Unfortunately, the creek was stronger than you, and Terry had to go into the water to bring you back. What a brave
little guy you were.
Soon, you were no longer little. You grew to be a beautiful boy. Everyone who met you said they
thought you were majestic.
You learned so quickly, and you were so very well behaved. I could take you anywhere and know
that you would be a gentleman.
Remember when A.J. came to visit. He was 14 months old, and you were 18 months old. His cookies were in the pantry beside yours. A.J. always got two cookies, one for himself and one for you. You were so careful
when you took what he offered.
You protected that baby from the stairs, and I’m sure you would have protected him from any danger.
You certainly guarded me well.
Beau, it broke my heart to have to find a new home for you. I knew that Dale and his family loved you. Remember
when I came to visit.
I knocked on the door, and you barked and barked. When you saw who was there, you spent several minutes “apologizing” to me for barking at me. How I loved petting you again. Little did I know that it would be
the last time.
When I was told that you had been poisoned, I was physically sick. I don’t understand how people can harm animals. I don’t understand at all. I’ve always felt so very guilty about that.
Steve and Mark are grown men now. They have children or their own, and they both have dogs sharing their homes. They loved you so very much. We talk about you often. We look at your pictures. We remember the trips to the lake, the rides in the boat, and the fun
you had chasing white caps.
I remember the night we drove in the snow storm. You sensed that I was frightened, so you got into the front seat to be closer to me. As you breathed on the windshield, my visibility was reduced even more. Driving a VW was tricky in the snow. I had to go slow, so the heater
wasn’t very effective.
Please rest well, my beautiful boy. I hope you remember how much I loved you, and how much fun we had together.
No matter how much time passes, I’ll never forget you. I’ll never stop loving you. You were my friend, my protector, my buddy, and my love.