Star
08/14/1991 - 12/18/2000

Our Beautiful Star Is Gone.

No more following us wherever we go.

No more barking to protect us.

No more running along the edge of the yard (but never stepping off the grass).

No more having to spell the word treat because you knew what it meant.

No more stretching and sneezing for us every morning.

No more cold nose on our leg to greet us when we come home.

No more anticipated trips to Nony's house.

No more unconditional loving looks between us.

Just a hole in our hearts and our home where you should be.