June 4th 2011 6:59 pm
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Well Diary, it's me again. I don't write much and don't share my feelings either. After all I am suppose to be a tough rotty / lab boy dog. Really I am a big softy and get hurt very easily. I have 2 sister dogs and I do love them. D came just before Daisy was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma and Pocket came the Sept after Daisy went away. My sis D tries to take care of me and comfort me. It's been over a year since my gal pal has been gone. Even though I know she won't be back, I still look for her. Mom says I have aged so much in this last year. That I have not been the same.
She knows I am getting old but it is more then that. She sees when mom says " Daisy " I get real excited and perk up. Only to go to the door or bedroom and she isn't there. I don't play any more. I can only go for a small walk now too. About 10 mins. I know mom is sad because she knows my time is coming. I want her to know how much she means to me and how happy she has made my life. I hope she knows that. I love my mom so much. I love all my family but there is nobody like mom.
My sis Pocket... hmmm lets just say TERRIBLE 2'S. She don't mean to hurt me when she is playing and knocks me down. She really is a great little baby sister. I know both my sisters will be there for mom when my time is up.
I don't want to go before my time but honestly I can't wait to see Daisy again. I hope she remembers me as much as I never forgot her.
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