My Bestest Little Friend I loved how she would run
on the back of the couch where my arm rested. She would put her
little head in the crook of my arm and let me scratch her until the
wee hours of the morning. She would climb onto my lap and fall
asleep until I moved her to her own home place, there she would curl
up on her bed and have her sleepy time. I loved how I would be
playing on the computer and she would dance across my keyboard
changing my words into gibberish and making me laugh at the way she
would look up at me on her hind legs as if saying; "Ok time to
play with me now." I loved how she would curl up her little
blanket on my printer and fall asleep watching me type out words
that she didn't understand but always found interesting to watch. I
miss you very much.
My heart is very heavy and has a huge hole in it
where you used to be.
