In honor of Socks Stribling Henry,
who exceeded expectancies in years and beyond.
The watcher at the window,
and foot-warmer in the winter.
Who knew what she wanted,
and didn’t care who she had to bite to get it.
The killer of moles, dinosaurs and Evil Fish,
and Protector of Annie and all things she held dear.
The quite presence at night,
and town crier at 5:00 in the morning.
Who basked in the sunlight until her last breath,
and made our lives richer with every yaah.
So many years given, never to be forgotten. We love you, Slug. Rest in peace, kittles.
Love always,
Socks |
23, June 2008 |
Bill, Carrie & Annie Henry |