Charlie~
I miss you so much.
You will never ever know how important
you were to me. Somehow you always knew
when I needed you to sit with me or
lay with me or when to just curl
up by my feet in the night.
When I was sad or scared
you’d be there to help me through.
Having you as my therapy pet was
the best thing that could have
happened to me, and no other pet
could ever take your place.
I miss your heavy footsteps on my stomach
in the middle of the night…
I miss your loud purr…
I miss watching you sleep…
I miss laughing at how silly you were
and all the funny and crazy things
you would do, like laying on paper,
sleeping in drawers and boxes,
eating vegetables, patiently waiting
for a little milk at the bottom
of our cereal bowls,
chasing your fur mice all over the house,
loving to ride in the stroller,
sitting like a person in your blue folding chair…
Thank you for patiently tolerating me
dressing you up as Santa for Christmas cards,
and all the other crazy dress-up sessions
you let us do.
I miss squishing your fat saggy belly!
I miss sticking my nose in your soft fur
and smelling how good you always smelled…
I miss everything about you Charlie and
I loved you more than you will ever know.
Thank you for all the wonderful years
you gave us and I want you to know
that you made my life better just by being
there. The way you loved and
accepted Wilbur was so great…
he misses licking your fur and
being licked & groomed by you in return.
I loved watching you two clean each other and
take care of each other like you did.
Wibs is searching all over the house for you
and it is so hard to see him be so lonely for you.
You were such a
good big brother to him.
I hope you know that at the end,
I worried so much about you.
I felt so bad when you got sick,
I wanted to make you better.
I wish I could turn back time and
take that obstruction out of you before
it made you so sick.
The vet did everything she could to save you
and I hope you knew I was
with you to the end.
I watched you take your last breath and
the vet cried just as much as I did
as I kissed you goodbye. I hope you weren’t
in much pain from your surgeries…
If you had pulled through,
I would have taken such good care of you
while you healed up, and
I am so sorry you are gone now.
But Charlie, know that you will live on
forever in my heart,
you will always be my good “fat boy” and
I will never forget you.
Love always,
Mom