My Beau–he was the best friend a human could have. I swear I could look into his sky-blue eyes and just know he understood everything I was telling him. He never cared that my hair was flat or the house was a mess or that I needed to paint the bathroom and never did. He understood the importance of breakfast and taught me that taking a nap was essential. He taught me to get outside enjoy the sunshine. But it was okay to lay around on the couch every once in a while. When he died he took a little bit of my heart with him. But that’s okay because he was my friend. Thanks Beau for being my buddy for the last seven years. I will miss you a lot……
Karen