by Victoria Bacarra
On December 3, 2011, I loss Smudj Girl, my dearest little girlfriend of sixteen years. She was as rare as her breed, a Boykin Spaniel, known for both their fierce loyalty and ardent hunt of birds.
I know you gave up the whole bird hunting thing when I almost passed out about that less than alive dove on my bed. Sorry, Girl!
We traveled so many miles together, girlfriend. For the past two days, I have said your name a hundred times. No wonder you rolled your eyes so much at me.
GirlieFriend, I know that you were tired and so ill. So I know, too, in my heart that it was time for you to rest your weary little self. Still, I miss you so much my dear friend. I am not able to describe my loss yet nor what it really means. I know it is a profound and life changing loss for me though.
So for now my sweetheart... For your devotion, for your love, for the gift of You, you changed my life by making it more complete.
Just remember what I told you, Smudj... Hang with GrandMa and Papaw until you see me, baby, then run as fast as you can. I have already claimed you as my Heavenly Dog. Until then, I love you sweet girl...
Mommy, December 6, 2011
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