Sunday, May 23, 2010

Recovering from a Broken Heart

The past two months have been extremely difficult for me.  I lost my sweet, precious, little poochie to a Cottonmouth.  This little guy was the only dog that has ever gripped my heart in such a way that when he was killed, it turned my world upside down. I was devastated. 

He was my lil buddy... my sweet little "foxy baby" ... my little "Ninja". I took him everywhere with me.  Everyone who met him offered to "take him off my hands" because he was so sweet. He was full of curiosity and adventure.  He brought so much laughter into our home.  We all miss him so much, but Tweek and I  were attached at the heartstrings and his demise left a huge gaping hole in my heart.


RIP my sweet little "Tweekiepoo,"
oh how I miss you.
You were the coolest little guy ever,
and I will miss you forever.