(Princeton, New Jersey)
I lost my best friend, Beau, this week. He was an English Bulldog. My heart aches. I long to touch and kiss him, as I did every day, on his beautiful lips. He made my day. He made my life worth living.
I wonder how I will go on without him. And I pray that he will come to me in my dreams and let me know that he's ok, swimming every day, which he loved to do, and waiting for me as he needs me. I so miss Beau.