Buglee by Debbie Crawford / Debbie

I was at work when I heard that you had been run over by a truck. I cried and cried and asked Jason to bury you in the yard. Jason covered your blood in the driveway. When I got home, I searched for your blood, found the blood and put my hands in your blood and cried. I go out to see you mostly every night. I miss you Buglee and you were such a smart, obedient dog. And, you sure loved your “puppy cup” from Starbucks. I will always miss you and visit you
in the back yard.

 

Miss You Buglee,