Elvis was my buddy. Sixteen years ago we brought him home, as a puppy only weeks old. He was so full of energy. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for us and nothing we wouldn’t do for him. Four days ago, March 19, 2007, we lost him. Four days ago, part of me died and will never be replaced. I can’t imagine life with out my buddy. My routine for the past sixteen years has been disrupted and I don’t know what to do. All I can think about is my buddy. I miss him so much. The hardest part is knowing that I will never pet him again, or never hear him bark. Elvis, you were the best friend anyone could ask for. I love you buddy.
Your Buddy,
| Elvis |
| Jerry, Kim, Emma |