Maisy by Polly Robinson / Your big sis

Just before christmas I lost my best friend, she grew up with me, through my childhood, my teens an she saw me off to uni, she always knew when I was sad and would lick the tears off my face whenever I cried.

She was never a well dog; she had cushions syndrome, so we had to have her put down. Although she wasn’t the most active of animals, she had the most amazing personality; she was always so pleased to see me, and I miss her so much xxxxxx

 

Will miss you always,
Maisy
Polly Robinson