When I was five my dad got my mom a Boston Terrier puppy
for Valentines day.
It was love at first sight and we named her Valentine,
I called her NeNe though. We did everything together.
Before my brother was born she was everything to me.
After she was grown she had her first litter of puppies.
But after another year she gave birth again.
Then I walked in the room where my mom was crying,
she lay dead. Both me and my mom stayed up the
whole night crying.
Although now I’m older she’s still in my heart
and will always remain forever no