Only four years have passed
and within these past two weeks
you've gone down hill. Won't
hardly eat has no energy and can't
even stand up. I kills me to know
that I won't have you for christmas
and hopefully you'll at least make it
through thanksgiving.... I cry every time
I see you seeing how much weight you have
lost not even looking the same as a month
ago.
Some others may think that its stupid
to cry over a dog and even right this poem.
But what you don't get is he is like family,
with his personality he acts like he is. Such
as if we were sittin on the couch he'd be right
there bottom on one of the cushions lookin
up at us w/ those big eyes. I just hope...
that he is in a better place and pain free.