How my heart aches.
His face...those eyes, his
white little smudge on his muzzle, his "kissing spot" where he used to be
kissed by me. And how, when I used to blow on his nostril, on the edge, the
curve where it folded onto his muzzle...he would curl up his muzzle and rub
it around and around on my cheek.
Tweega, my baby boy, passed
away on Thursday. I wasn't with him during his fight for survival. For that,
I will be forever torn.
I love you, darling
Tweega. I love you sweetone, always. You shined, and at night will
continue to shine, on so many lives. For the last 4 years, for all that you
were and meant to me, may you rest in peace.
Rachel
New Zealand
Every step I take, every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
I'll be missing you
Thinkin of the day, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
I'll be missing you.
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