Thursday, 26 February 2009

Old Friends

"Can you imagine us
Years from today,
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange
To be seventy.
Old friends"

He was the puppy from hell full of energy. I never thought he would get old. I thought he would live forever.

The house is clean, we can stay out as long as we want, and without you, we have nowhere important to go. We miss you so much.

In our eyes you were the most beautiful dog in the world.

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