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Sunday, August 25, 2013

Sweet dreams Handsome


                                    Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us,
                                   these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so
                                                       many years of our own lives

Day before yesterday I lost my best friend. Ten years ago you came to my life and brought me happiness every day since. Selfishly I wanted to keep you around forever but I know you've been in pain and you had to go.

We all miss you so much Bruzo and we cannot believe you're gone. You were the best dog in the world and I feel sad that I didn't tell you this every day. You will always have a huge piece of my heart with you, I will never stop loving you & I will think about you everyday till we meet again my friend.

Yes, you drove us nuts by stealing the fruits and doing all your naughty things but now I wish I had let you and not moaned at you. You loved walking and even at the age of ten, you ran about like a puppy. Your mad frenzy bursts of one minute running around in circles before sitting always made us laugh!

Everyone that knew you thought you were great and you really were. We had you from a puppy and can't believe you passed so suddenly I really wish that I had been with you and it upsets me so much to think you were scared or in pain. I always thought you would live a long time and I would be with you when you passed and I'm so sorry that I wasn't.


I can't believe you won't be with us from now and it's going to be so strange without you.
We love you so much Bruzo and will always miss you and will never ever forgot you. I hope you're at peace.

I lost a treasured friend day before yesterday,
The little dog who used to lay
Her gentle head upon my knee
And share his silent thoughts with me.
He'll come no longer to my call,
Retrieve no more his favorite ball
A voice far greater than my own
Has called him to His golden throne.
And though my eyes are filled with tears,
I thank Him for the happy years
He let his spend down here with me,
And for his love and loyalty.