How do I begin? It’s now a year since you had to go Murph.
I still can’t bear to look at your photos, the pain is still too much. You were the best dog ever, even though you had so much bad health in your short life, I believe you were meant to be mine and I’m so thankful that you were.
You are here with me at home on the fireplace, where you belong, always at home.
I love and miss you so much beautiful boy, always in my heart.
One day we’ll meet again.
Mum x x x