by Mare Mitchell / Mom

You were my best friend Peggy Sue. Whenever the world took a cold cruel turn you always would put your warm snuggly muzzle in my hand. It was as though we wee actually holding hands. I miss you every hour of every day. Life is not the same that’s for sure. I look forward to the day when I feel that warm muzzle of yours in my hand again. Till then Peggy enjoy the bridge and take care of Fred…..ok ?
Rest well my baby for I love you forever and always!

 

Forever Waiting,
Mare Mitchell