When you came into my life you were so small and so young and full of all the things that a puppy brings. You became a best friend to me, a connection that is difficult to describe, a beautiful little westie who would depend on me, and I would depend on, to soothe me during the low times in my life.
Bedtime was always a favorite time for us. Laying close to you, we shared our warmth, and shared comfort, and shared our love.
Always feeling safer when you were next to me.
I always looked out for you. You will always have that special place in my heart, that is reserved just for you.
Your tail wagging so fast and hearing your bark told me that you were glad that I was home. It was our time. Our time to relax. Thank you for always coming to my side at the end of my day.
Now when you have to leave, I know there is a special place for you in heaven. God loves his animals and I know he holds you dear.
It's a time of mourning for me, a loss for me, a loss I won't get over very soon, but it is ok, because I know that eventually when I think of you I will smile and laugh, and remember all of the funny things you did, and always welcome you into my thoughts, so I will get there, just give me time.
It's a time for me to reflect on our time together. A time I will always cherish. I knew the day would come when you would leave me, but wish it always could be pushed away for a while longer. Always just one more day.
I love you, Wessie.
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