Wolfgang by Kenneth Hagemeier / Kenneth

Dear friend:

I first met you just a few hours after you were born. Your parents were pets of my friends. You were the second born of the litter. I’m sorry I had to leave you those 3 month when you were young. You were my best friend, but now you are gone. You loved fetching the ball and having your tummy rubbed. You were always happy to see me come home from work. You loved to go for walks to the corner store. You would look in the window and wait for me to come out.

Loyal, caring, friend I will miss you greatly. These simple words can not do you justice, because no words can sum up what a friend you were and how much you meant to me.
Thank you for dying in my arms, Wolfgang.


Your friend,
Kenneth Hagemeier