FIDELISSIMUS
Requiescat in Pacem
I was not a dog person until I met Rocky, who outlived two masters and was my most faithful, most loving companion in grief, in darkness, in sunlight, and in joy. I may not have done much with my life, but this much I can say: I took care of our little dog. As promised. Gone a year today; I will miss him every day I live.
2 comments:
Aw Russ! They leave big holes for such small dogs don't they.
I'm sorry he's gone, but you can tell from those pictures he had a very happy life. Big hug.
Thanks man, appreciate ya. Yeah he left a great big hole in my heart . . . the last living thing of my husband Cody, you know. A great comfort; now they are together and happy in a better place, always.
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