No one will ever take your place…you were the cutest puppy. You strives to make me happy, you ate treats and would sit on my lap and lick my face. Even though you were mixed, didn’t mean you didn’t deserve a chance. But after the call.
It was so unusual you ate that frog, and after growing into a dog who would blind my bath with pain, yet light it with hope knowing you will always be barking in the clouds playing with the other dogs. Your road was bumpy and unpaved, because my dad could be cruel to you when you were just a puppy.
Knowing why should I not go on, I didn’t lose you, you will always be in my heart, shining on your flappy ears and bark full of love.
With treats,
| Taylor |