April O'Neil Weston
You came to me a puppy. So cute...
You loved to run through the woods, bounding like a deer...
Remember the time you tried to jump over the parked car?
Remember the chipmunk you caught and brought into the house?
It took us days to get it to go back outside..leading it with peanut
butter on crackers..
Remember the hamster you found and Mommy let you keep as your pet?
You were always so gentle..even in the end, on the way to the vet,
it was you who was hugging me....
I used to say you were an alcoholic who "couldn't control her licker"..
I loved each and every one of those kisses.
I think I miss those most of all.
You were 15 when you crossed the bridge, an old lady.
But, I will always remember you as my puppy dog.
I love you, April, thanks for being such a wonderful dog.