Well Brandi, where do I begin. You can into our lives in August of 1988. You were mine and Dad’s real first kid. The joy of our life.
In March of 1990 when we brough home your first real life toy, our daughter Kali, you were such a little protector. Always laying by Kali and making sure no one hurt her.
Then it was your chance to become a mommy, and what a litter you had. 7 little ones. You were the best mommy in the word. Especially making sure even the tinest survived…taking it and feeding the little runty on its own.
You were always so healthy and so good we never had a problem with you at all. Then when you were 12 years old you started losing weight. You had major surgery and we just about lost you. You surprised us all. Healed up quickly and acted just like a pup again.
We had you 3 more years after that. Then one night I woke up to an awful sound. You were gasping for breath. The worst night of dad’s, Kali’s and my life. You never suffered much and am so glad for that. You were around the people that loved you and at home where you belonged.
I miss you so much Brandi girl. I know you are in a better place and waiting for me. Bandit misses you terribly and still waits for you at night to go to bed.
Take care Brandi, someday we shall meet again!
I Love you Mama Girl,
| Kristi |