I hear his barking when I come home.
I hear his collar jangling when I open a snack.
I hear his toenails clicking on the hardwood floor when the house is silent.
I hear him walking up the stairs when I am in bed.
I woke up this morning at 5am sobbing.
I miss him so much. So much. There are no words.
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
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Of course he's still there. He's making sure you're okay. His spirit will always be with you wherever you go.
After my favorite cat died, he stayed around in spirit for a long time.
Try and find some comfort from his presence. You & Scott loved him, and he loved you back.
Hugs to you, Nancy.
Amy aka Bleu
yep, he's still there and he will be for a very long time. You can find comfort in many years of great memories and stories.
He will always make me smile.
you know what i was thinking about? Zaipoopish (is that how you spell it) and it made me laugh. :)
Also tuck and run- I know Perry is doing some serious tucking and running right about now!
i love you naners!
Ahh Suzanne,
Zaipoopish!
Thanks for remembering.
He loved that toy, too bad he ripped it up.
He actually knew that word meant that particular toy!
Tuck and run was frightening sometimes. He calmed down quite a bit in his old age.
Thanks for the memories, Suz.
Scott and I just had a nice laugh.
Thanks for your words Amy,
I really appreciate it.
I woke up this morning and went to let Perry out. I got to the top of the stairs before I realized in my sleepy daze.
He will be here for a very long time.
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