by Faith
(Petaluma, CA)
My Bolt, you were so young. When I first figured out you got shot, my heart broke into a million little pieces. The last time I saw you I knew something was going to happen, but I thought it was going to be me.
You left me your precious children and I picked one that looks just like your mother.
My Brownie got hit by a car and I miss him dearly. You both will be forever loved. I miss you very much.