Bugs,
I miss you so much, Bugs.
We talk about you often.
The way you used to put that
flowerpot on your head when Chirpy was about.
That time you got the carrot stuck on your tooth!
The way you used to lie like a baby in our arms.
You were so good when we had to bathe you.
You were never naughty.
Just grateful for us helping you.
I do miss you Bugs.
I miss stroking your ears. They were so soft.
I miss patting your big belly!
I miss the noises you used to make.
I miss how you used to push
your head against our hands when we were fussing you.
And I miss just being there with you.
I will never forget you.
All my love forever,
| Bugsy |
| May 2003 |
| Emma |