by Diana
(Newmarket, Ontario, Canada)
Leya, my beautiful girl,
Leya, my special girl. It's 10:30 a.m. and I've been crying since I woke up at 6. Some days are worse than others, although all are hard. None have been good since we lost you, August 17, 2010. It's funny how even though you were 12 years old, Daddy and I always called you "Puppy". You were and always will be our baby girl.
It's a gloomy day, and I was thinking how much you loved the sun. If there was a sunny spot in the house, you would be in it. Your beautiful fur would glisten. I put a picture here of you. You are beautiful.
Always in my heart, I will love and miss you forever.
Mommy

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