I still remember Preci on the first day that I meet her. She was the one I just had to have. The only quite one in the whole pound. She wagged her tail as she came to the gate. That began ten years of utter joy. She was there when I came home from school to howl and bark and wag her tail.
I know now that Preci is somewhere in the clouds with shiny silver wings that she always deserved. Hopefully one day I’ll see you again Preci and you can show me all those great parks that you have been sniffing out.
Heather
| Precious |
| March 2000 |
| Heather |