Sam
February 1, 1989 – July 20, 2002
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and miss him. There’s still that worn spot on the bedspread where he slept, and I still make room for him on the bed.
Sam
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Sam
February 1, 1989 – July 20, 2002
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of him and miss him. There’s still that worn spot on the bedspread where he slept, and I still make room for him on the bed.
The love of a dog for you is unconditional so is ours for them.
And he probably still sleeps in that spot, watching over you.
Just as we never forget them, they never forget us… http://www.litekul.se/little-bobbie/
To paraphrase Roger Caras, “Of course there are dogs in Heaven. It wouldn’t be Heaven otherwise, would it?”