by Becky
(England)
Roxy was a tall greyhound cross with a loving heart. He was adopted by my parents from a shelter after being badly treated. He was adopted a few years before I was born. I loved him from the start and he was my best friend. We have shared loads of memories. I loved him and I still do.
Roxy died on the 11th of April 2011. He was 13 when he died. The last time I saw him it was a morning and he was going to go to the vets that night. I never got to say goodbye to him. He was my sweet guardian but now he is my sweet guardian angel.
Rest In Peace and wait for me up there so we can be together again. I will love you always Xxx