We lost a furry member of our family today. Roxy was one of my dad & wife’s two dogs. She was a sweetheart and will definitely be missed.
I found this poem shared on Two Peas and felt it fit perfectly:
They will not go quietly,
The dogs that shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
Their spirit still survives.
Old habits make us think
We hear barking at the door.
Or step back when we drop
A tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
The food dish used to be.
And sometimes, coming home at night
We miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
And a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our heart
Belongs to them
And always will.
The dogs that shared our lives.
In subtle ways they let us know
Their spirit still survives.
Old habits make us think
We hear barking at the door.
Or step back when we drop
A tasty morsel on the floor.
Our feet still go around the place
The food dish used to be.
And sometimes, coming home at night
We miss them terribly.
And although time may bring new friends
And a new food dish to fill,
That one place in our heart
Belongs to them
And always will.
~Leslie Barnes
HUGS