It’s been 3 years since the day you were cruelly taken from us. Everyone has been so busy they had all forgotten this day. But I didn’t. I wouldn’t want to forget a day like that.
Your younger siblings Paris and Belle are getting along fine. I recently sewn a second bed for the two imps but none of them liked it. So we had to manipulate them to get them to accept the new bed. Paris, being the accommodating dog that she has always been, now embraces both the new and old. Belle, on the other hand, reminds me a lot of you. She is STUBBORN. Very, very stubborn just like you. I forcibly carried her to the new bed and made her stay. The whole time while uncomfortably lying on the bed, she was watching me closely and finding the opportunity to slip off the bed when I wasn’t watching. Doesn’t that sound like something you would do?
Mummy dreamt of you a few months back and you were happy. That is the most important to me… that you are somewhere over the rainbow bridge, having fun and waiting for us to join you. That will be many more years from now but please do not forget us. We still love and miss you a lot.
Lots of love,