My “first” dog.
Such a good girl.
Such a good dog.
Always having her little snout out
As she barked in her sleep.
You always knew when she was hungry
let out a welp for her favorite food.
2014 came could hardly walk anymore.
Put her down.
Her suffering ended.
I was given her little red collar
with tiny bones around them.
To remember her.
Each and every day.
I see it and reminds me of her.
I look at the collar.
I instantly get sad.