To my dearest Bullet
There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t miss you. It is very hard for me and pops to come home and not have you greet us with you short waggling tail. Going to McDonalds won’t be the same. Your short lived life taught us both patience love understanding. In the short 3 1/2 years you knew you were looking good when we took you for your walks here. We thought look people we are walking a beautiful dog when all along you were telling your dog buddies I have great parents. Our hearts broke when with your eyes and tired body told us to let you go and having to kiss you for the last time. My precious friend we will all meet at the rainbow bridge.
With lots of love. We miss you.
Irma
| Bullet |
| 25, Jan 2001 |
| Irma |