It’s sad to think that your gone

I won’t hear you come down the stairs anymore. The silence was deafening at feeding time even Hershey looked for you

It’s sad to think I won’t see a black nose and eyes from the other side of the table at dinner. It’s hard to think your not there begging for food

It’s hard to bare not seeing you on the couches it’s painful to not call your name anymore

It hurts knowing I can’t play with you

But your healed and with pap pap

It still hurts that your gone

But your in Heaven with pap pap feeding you all the food you probably get to sleep with pap pap tonight and every night till we come be with you

Dixie I miss you