You really have no idea how much you mean to me. I never thought I could bond with another dog after I lost Taz. I felt broken hearted and didn’t think that any dog could ever fill that void. And then, on May 2, 2004 I found you. You were born on March 18, 2004 and you were six weeks old when I brought you home. As soon as I saw you I knew that you were the one.
So many times you have been there for me, my faithful friend. When nobody else seems to care, you always do. You have licked so many tears from my face. I can not put into words what you mean to me. You’ve been there for me through a divorce, the failure of friendships, the death of a close friend and countless other things.
If I mention the word frisbee you can not contain your excitement. You learned how to play when you were 3 months old. I love watching you jump to catch the frisbee, it still amazes me how good you are at it.
I love you girlie. You are such a loyal dog. No matter what kind of a day I have had I know that you are always there, happy to see me. Your beautiful blue eyes light up the room. Your entire body wiggles when you see me. Such unconditional love. People should love one another this way.
From now until we part, I promise to take care of you. You have enriched my life so much and brought me so much joy.